Raised Eyebrow
© 2018 Harold Bo Clapsaddle, a hardball clod posed
A raised eyebrow about lack of results
contained within future held inevitably
an eye seeped and reddened secretions
dried reef of regret on trail of dreams
cast like dice is mystery carriage of love
with interior light set against the night
as ifin aware while asleep, will I dream.
Carried off over cold shoulder shrug gaped blouse
resinous reflection so flirted hauled thru doorway
bent middle of stomach mirrored my heated face
hissing hair tipped no sound in such stiffened air
as nothing but ever stirs the blur moved red eyes
as all in all moved growling wheels cutting deep
as mystery carriage of love always travels heart.
Yellow dust lifted balanced day lost to the wind
wherefore sweet bird flew not the far drift away
where dunes were the hour glass grounded time
on desert adrift a dream like water fell not yet of
dewy tears from interior light set against the night
draped spirit and soul accursed barnacles of Sheol
whereby reef of regret tears apart hull anchored.
Tears tear apart crimson love harbored red heart
taken part ‘twas mine raised eyebrow torn apart.
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