posted on April 24, 2015 at 4:34 pm
vitesse

vitesse

i dreamt i was a tiny man acorn born

under gods bluest sky i lie in gilded lily light

harnessed to the clouds i drift over asia minor proudly

or burrow beneath the firm and fruitful soil

narrowly daisy framed in seed and nut

i am that little sprite a flightless wingless thing

inklings of egret

i read the mind of a bird

see from its eye

high above the rolling steps to the sea

dive falcon falling stalling in thin air over just over there

i am that selfish elf that dwells in winter in warm room

dug beneath the tomb of a saint

i am that earthy spirit in the black graped wine of another china

i pine for the fir cracked by cruel axe

a naiad bride who lays on her side in my rivery bed

twin daughters in gold i am told they cannot be seen except by the very young

or by the very old

identical voices untrammelled  in youth

one is life

one is truth

warming sun come down when they are around

hawthorn hag and brambled blackberry

a little factory producing sweet flower

bees humming languidly i am free to attend on thee

in my dream i was finning it with a childs story fish

i rode a great carp

and my harp was fashioned from india and ceylon

and even beyond

dale and dell all tell the same tale

mannikin errant

i cant even remember my name

 

 

 

12 Responses to “triumphant herald”

  1. etta
    etta | 24 April 2015 at 5:29 pm #

    50 mins · 

    Silly mother to mistake girl for sylph
    Masses of elves overtake self
    No masses of amazon
    No, for every mass
    Only one

    (Vitesse in tristesse express not that she’s competitive but i think somehow you were in mind’s eye at the time chiming man)

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    r.richiec | 24 April 2015 at 7:28 pm #

    Some nice imagery there Steve.
    Looking fwd to your upcoming winter shows.

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    Chris | 24 April 2015 at 9:00 pm #

    Wondrous…trippy spirit filled and exotic…lovely!

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    dunn117 | 24 April 2015 at 9:18 pm #

    Very Nice Steve-“Little Sprite A flightless wingless thing”
    . Your Poetry is just magnificent today.

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    monica | 25 April 2015 at 5:58 am #

    truly magnificent, mr. killbee (bows head in reverence)…

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    barvah | 25 April 2015 at 8:59 am #

    Steve, you are completely intriguing. Your words put me into a drunken, befuddled stage. I like it!

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    plumlady | 26 April 2015 at 4:11 am #

    I dream of a acorn sized man as beautiful as you that I trap inside a little gilded cage in my garden that sings a beautiful song each day……I’ve dreamt that same dream since I was a child. If only it was you….but I’d let you out of the cage.


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