Bon Iver - Towers (Deluxe) (by boniver)

3 months ago
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3 months ago

Gaia

Crunching leaves lead the way

into a stream of hardened earth.

Down this path of leaves I follow-

unsure of what lies beneath, amongst, beyond the way.

Follow.

Grandfather trees shade the resting

place of Grandmother stumps.

Swaying, shaking, sinewy sorrow-

branches become drain pipes for rain drop tears.

Follow.

Liquid life makes it way

down, around, through this path of leaves.

Liquid life, emergence, swallow.

Reviving various fescue and diminishing dandelions.

Follow.

Wind, it tangles my mane

and reshapes the path with more fallen leaves.

Breathe, breathe in the sun. Smile moonbeams.

Ever-changing leaf paths, embrace.

Gaia, Gaia- Follow, follow.

3 months ago

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9 months ago

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9 months ago
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I shut my eyes in order to see.

Paul Gauguin
1 year ago
I’ve always been drawn to Queen Mab. I am currently writing a series of poems that are loosely based on her personal story.

I’ve always been drawn to Queen Mab. I am currently writing a series of poems that are loosely based on her personal story.

1 year ago

Willow.


I remember you, standing there. Skinny as a young birch and brave as one too
I know you remember me, my hair matched the flaming Chinese maple in the front yard
and I smelt of amber and myrrh.

You were the short, long-stranded boy with the gait of a one man band.
The boy with the yellow energy, the Aquarian boy with all the fortune of the world resting upon his narrow shoulders.

I had been waiting for this.

I remember you, holding me there. Like an apple tree bears it fruit, fondly
I know you remember this, I blushed as a cherry blossom.
My head- filled with tip- topsy clover.

Waiting.

We laid our pretentious skins across the arms of my Grandfathers’ wing-backed chair
and our anxious bodies on the living room furniture.
I turned a shade of rose, you of beet.

The moment was gonelikethat.


You said I was beautiful
but not that you loved me.
You became awkward as a lone shrub, but I smiled.

We became a Willow, weeping and embracing.

I remember you.

1 year ago