…
They punch
in petals, gyp
-sum flower moon
-stones, prismatic-scratched
and warm to the touch.
She surfs in sulfur
evaporated seas
silver drained
………(strained)
…………(trained)
……………(rained)
to salt flats, deep beige
caves inhaling clouds
of orange, pink,
opal.
Paint her a light
red copper, or iron gray,
vitreous in her optical ill
-usion of twinning
………….and sway.
…
Awesome word list from my Shawna.
You do amazing things with a word list, my friend.
some flower moon,
warm to the touch, silver drained,
inhaling clouds,
vitreous
in her optical ill
and sway
My favorite parts, slammed together in summation. Thank you for writing this.
Oooo. You made a little poem from my poem. I love it. š
Plus also: you do amazing word lists.
The last few times I’ve read this title, to me it’s said “Satin Sparings,” which strikes me as so sad, for some reason.
This cold be the making of a wedding dress. I love the line “vitreous in her optical ill” – I imagine she is having normal second thoughts about getting married.