Painted for Emily

nothing is really what it seems
when playing in the court of queens
red drips down from up above
lands on ground covered in blood~~~

illusions sprout like purple weeds
delusions blind all seeing
tendrils of waving scorpion legs
issuing forth like furtive seeds~~~

deep deep they fall
entwined in rich black loam
sprouting flowers of dark red hue
stamens at heart entwined~~~

nothig is what it really seems
playing in the court of queens
floating on a a sea of blood
crashing ‘gainst the torn and bloody shore~~~

legs and arms go swirling by
caught up in the winds of chance
where kings and princes do their dance
stately bowing harlequin pants~~~

delusionary it all be when playing in the court of queens~~~

About carolanloving

am living my life in a caring, loving way and focusing on extending that loving to all. Poetry writing is my passion. I have gone through many experiences on my way home to God and all have assisted me in being who I AM today...a woman of wisdom and knowledge and Love and a Priestess in the Melchizedek Priesthood.
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2 Responses to Painted for Emily

  1. Manic Sylph says:

    This is dark and compelling ♥♥ Love it!

  2. thank you dear Manic

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