and musk, the musk of Sundays. The poet Ai was noted for her uncompromising poetic vision and dramatic monologues which give voice to marginalized, poor, and abused speakers. She was born Florence Anthony, and she legally changed her name to Ai which means “love” in Japanese. and I felt myself hardening to a brandy-colored wood, my skin, a thousand strings drawn so taut. I scissor the stem of the red carnation. By Ai. and set it in a bowl of water. A sombre sin, Tis a game, - cannot win.For he is anger, addiction, greed, Oh why we ever feel the need? After a while, I heard Mother's footsteps, the shadow of a sword passed through my throat. The three of us blended into a kind of somnolence. Between the cracks, Intend to get? it was time to turf out the blighter, the beater or biter, who’d come like a lamb to the slaughter. You’ll break your backs.Untimely end? No matter how far you’ve gone, Or how fast you go. About “Salome” 1. And your horse; how you rode out the gate. Mother sighed and turned clumsily in the hammock. Mrs Sisyphus From Mrs Tiresias 6. was his head on a platter. In the mirror, I saw my eyes glitter. I gripped the Earth, Legs were burning. more », Some say it's truth, while some say it's purity, Few may say strength, whilst others say certainty.Though in the end we might never agree, Forgiveness must be,... more », You’re wet, you’re cold, You’re kinda gloomy.I jumped for cover, Inside my roomy.... more ». Mrs Darwin 9. You can abide, means all are lost, Or stand and fight, - screw the cost.So gaze into, our blissful skies, Or do so through, unopened eyes.Whatever pleasures us to seek, When triumphant ... John Salome - John Salome Poems - Poem Hunter. Little Red Cap 2. It floats the way your head would, if I cut it off. Mrs Aesop 8. to Salome’s bed. when I was fifteen. Queen Herod 4. No matter how high you get, Or even how low.... more » The Cry Of The Hunters. My head was spinning, Or the world was turning.... more » Before I Met You. There is no comment submitted by members.. © Poems are the property of their respective owners. for those afternoons. The beast’s cry, laughs of his pain, We wonder why, he won’t refrain.For one who’s blinded, bitter wealth, If love is sickness, what is health? Salomé. Pilate’s Wife 7. John Salome Poems No Regrets. But what if I tore you apart. Where is feeling? Thetis 3. Sweat and sweetness. I flung back the sticky red sheets, and there, like I said – and ain’t life a bitch –. Mrs Midas 5. No matter how far you’ve gone, Or how fast you go.No matter how high you get, Or even how low.... more », I gripped the Earth, Legs were burning.My head was spinning, Or the world was turning.... more », Before I met you, I thought I was happy, And I was, But that was before I felt... more », Everyone needs to go camping, For at least a night or two.Take a hike.

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