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The Earth`s Love

by John G.Hall 

Posted: 06 May 2004
Word Count: 103
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The Earth's Love

I held on all year long
but your thorns stayed thorns.
No amount of gentle touches
stopped my sand from slipping
through your serpentine roots.

No amount of rain brought
morning flowers. Only waxy hooks
jabbed out in pain, studded down
the stem’s cells. You kept your jade oasis
firm until the morning frost began to burn.
Then green fingers sopping, decades of petals
swelled, you bit hard on my dry tongue.

You tasted desert, I tasted rose. And as the well
of your mouth filled with scarab shells, my hot
breath blew, shimmering, across a loveless earth.


John G.Hall©2004






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Sam Rix at 20:28 on 06 May 2004  Report this post
Hi John,

I loved the images this provoked, they visualised strongly in the mind.
A rush of bitter realisation, tasting a sensual appetiser never forfilled, a harsh lesson learned when love is not returned with equal fervour.

Keep it up

Sam


The Walrus at 21:29 on 12 May 2004  Report this post
A stark piece indeed, vivid fabulous imagery.

Hat off.

The Walrus


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