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Truth Serum
by Sheikha A.
coy-wolves howl / his voice enters my ear / like diamond dust; a ribbon of Milky Way defers / a few stars to live / dis(re)member / slip into cistern / holding memory. Fall of footsteps in the clouds / column of coral cloud: his beauty palette / his scent, a hammock on tropical nights by the sea / slush of sea nibbling the shore / the deciduous sea exposing a nautilus / twilight festival / shatter of seashells in his ebb / and flow rusty seashell cloud / his eyes bore into me with glowing jaggedness / the spin under his tremolo / we marry fire and flower with the word wild / his hands, the plunge of shard / dipping weight / his breath laces an unspoken intent / all of a sudden singing rare bird / cosmos of mirrors / blaring sheen of skyline cluster / and the soft minor of our love story / cloud / more cloud / column of teeth and needles / finally, the fallen sway / his beauty
slicing the last light dusk’s overture
Fiction © Copyright Sheikha A.
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
More from author Sheikha A.:
Nyctophiliac Confessions:
Poems by Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee
“The night is cold enough to inspire poetry,” says Sheikha A. in her poem, “Reading My Bones.” This is the basis of Nyctophiliac Confessions – poems that are introspective and luminal, poems that require a certain amount of silence and space to be fully formed and appreciated. Reading these poems, I imagined that they were the kind of poems that assert themselves unbidden during a bout of insomnia. (A nyctophiliac being someone who loves the night or loves darkness).
Nyctophiliac Confessions is the 17th installment of Praxis’ chapbook series and contains twenty-six poems written by two poets, Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee, interspersed with abstract paintings by Robert Rhodes.
