The Dreadful Mermaid and A Slice of Orange Ocean
The Dreadful Mermaid
Sonnet
Shore densed slabs slick wet edged bricken shard
Stickleback shell cracks cut scratch bloodful turn
My feet wanting drips sweet red a mallard
he feathers flood lorn prints the sand auburn
Heavy footed I walked all the way here
Set my meat down and subjugated sat
Dry cried awful faces a snot smeared leer
Nothing to say took in the oceans fear
Breathless water came over me drowning
dragged out asphixia water she bled she
parched tongue licking the jewels of her crowning
Hungry her horsemen kicked me and fed me
In solace I kissed my knees and their scales
I sang in low resonance. Kissing whales.
A Slice of Orange Ocean
sonnet
Packs of orange plastic blood baskets hung
careful placed with a drawing pin in faith.
The morning brings a teenage dried jellied Laing
Dead on sofa tired fighting his death wraith.
She stands by the fire her dreams done fighting
Her fingers trace the edge of knife pressing
the blood drop stains the blade flesh lighting
History Family gene pools lessing.
He speaks drawn like a whale come to drown
His sickness owed to she his life's mother
She takes a sphere made with juice to her brow
a slice of orange ocean in zest forms another
Quick release waters his dessicated mouth
we'll go to the beach will we tomorrow?
He smiles less for the sea than it's sorrow.
extra line just wrote itself :)
Rachel Bond
Sat 28th Jul 2012 00:42
both of your comments are most gratefully welcomed. Isobel your picasso comment made my day, i love the comparison of two mindstates described through artist reference. i too have a more meaningful relationship with my mac than i do with anyones truncheon ;) xx