Sunday, August 3, 2014

Spherical



There is exotic in repeating,
pouring  in a censer.
Swinging lasso, carefree.

It floats circular, heady, hypnotic;
pollinating everything open in my wake.  
Ritual of joy.

This time, I am brave enough
to leave nothing unsaid;  the whole
makes cosmic sense. 

Orbed.  Embraceable.

I am compelled to whisper it in round. 
A chant.  Maybe a prayer,
on the brink of a spell. 



tk/August 2014



Hypnotic read by R.A.D. Stainforth ...





22 comments:

  1. Yes, "on the brink of a spell."

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  2. Hypnotic...with chant whispered by R.A.D. S. ..carefree...

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  3. Oops, left my comment on Magpie Tales post .... love everything about this + the video!

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  4. Leaving nothing unsaid is bravery indeed.

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  5. each week I read your poems and am in awe. Such wonderful poetry!

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  6. Smooth, so smooth,,so do whisper it round and make that chant...

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  7. delicious!!...esp love the word embraceable.....
    kay
    (and welcome to the world of instagram!!)

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  8. Yes she is casting , isnt she ? With her eyes turned in , indeed

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  9. I hardly dare breathe for fear of breaking the spell!

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  10. Mmmmm yes, this is alluringly hypnotic. Your carefully chosen words, R.A.D's charismatically charming voice... make this a wonderful poem. Really loved this Tess. :-)

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  13. I loved "Maybe a prayer on the brink of a spell," Round and round we go in life. A chant goes on, prayers and spells go on but we only go round once. I digress but I loved this one Tess great take on the prompt. I didn't know it was Liz Taylor either. Lol!

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  14. "A prayer on the brink of a spell". I love this suggestion! Especially in regards to the motion of the twirling lasso! Gorgeous :)
    ~Jen

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  15. I remember being amazed by people who could twirl lassos... until I touched a real lariat. Here I was, a kid in my living room, trying to twirl soft mushy rope in a perfect circle, cursing my poor coordination, when the lasso twirlers were using rope so stiff and wiry that it stays in a circle by itself! Enjoyed this well-rounded verse, and the endearingly pensive reading by the handsome gent.

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  16. It is magical....love this Tess!!

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  17. Yes... a prayer on the brink of a spell. Maybe casting spells is what prayers do.

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  18. And she ropes it so exotically, swinging that lusty lasso. We are all under her spell.

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