bruises are mine

her eyes were emerald cities in tourmaline

mist spit down from the burning moon

though soot and whisper woke my wolf-child

from her yellow maidens melody

she pooled in fevered mulch and wooden pearls

that he planted with misery and pined out

by laughing at the demon-fruit;

by dining in the diamond’s vein

 

restlessly into that muddy river’s spine

frothed sticky, milk-white limbs

butter-knifed into the nectar of a princess cut

moonstone, stinging quietly as ruby winds

on brand new wings

 

and way over the feather-laden fields, far out

where she tangles, soaking in the grave he wept her

the mineral tongue of earth has lapped her

swallowed gems and all

 


words = samantha lucero 2016 ©
image = not mine.

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17 comments

  1. There is an actual magic in your writing. I’m delighted to have found your work.

    1. I feel the same about yours.

  2. Your language is beautiful here Sam

    1. Thank you for the compliment.
      I hope that I can not only keep it up, but evolve and evolve.

      1. Its clearly there inside of you.

  3. this is gorgeous. being an obsessive devotee of geology and lapidary I especially partial to your linguistic aesthetics implemented here. i have an exquisite prismatic lens burn in my mind’s eye.

    1. best comment ever.

      1. That was pretty good!

  4. God, I almost completely missed this. Sam, this is beautiful. You amaze me each time you post.

    1. It’s an oldie but goodie.

  5. Reblogged this on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and commented:
    Sam Lucero writes amazing poetry.

  6. WOW! You do have a way with words…

  7. Sam, I cannot say more than what has already been said. You are one of my favorite poets. This poem left an indelible image in my mind, “her eyes were emerald cities in tourmaline,mist spit down from the burning moon,
    though soot and whisper woke my wolf-child, from her yellow maidens melody”. My favorite line, exquisite language and imagery.

    1. Aww… it means a lot to me… I’m glad I’m finally sharing. The feelings mutual. So glad I’m meeting such awesome and unforgettable writers.

  8. Reblogged this on Secret First Draft: A Site of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and commented:
    Samantha Lucero/Six Red Seeds

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