Showing posts with label Seattle artists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seattle artists. Show all posts

Saturday, September 29, 2018

"Smells like Autumn" by Elexer Lyra

Smells like Autumn

By Elexer Lyra



Nutmeg and cinnamon,
pumpkin in pie shape,
silk touches taste buds
and glides down
with grace
like the tangerine,
lemon,
and cherry leaves.




Saturday, August 4, 2018

"Unspoken"by Elexer Lyra




Unspoken

by Elexer Lyra



Twisting thoughts
on parchment paper
wings,
flutter through the
hearts
of overactive souls.
 Body full of
words unwritten,
run from heart
to head,
pulsing to be
spoken.

Saturday, July 28, 2018

"Friends of Luna" By Elexer Lyra



Friends of Luna

By Elexer Lyra



Luna illuminates our care
as you hold my hand
and I pet your hair.

Light of nightly troubles
helps wash them away.

You are my friend. 
You are my Luna.
You are my light.

Saturday, June 30, 2018

"Cinders" by Elexer Lyra


Cinders

By Elexer Lyra





Scolding pencil tips
melt into my veins.
A cauldron is alight
to hone the fire
of pen and paper,
lit by moonlight.
Hair catches the flame
and fills the brain
with motion,
until the body glimmers.
The last stroke makes me
cinders.

Saturday, June 16, 2018

"Visions of Mermaids" By Elexer Lyra


Visions of Mermaids

By Elexer Lyra



Water falls on my body

Like a cold iceberg. Lilly

Showers powder silk-like skin,

As the thrust of winter winds

Brush my hair with delicate

Grace. Plucking articulate 

Vocal cords.



Saturday, June 2, 2018

"Thoughts of Swimming" by Elexer Lyra

Thoughts of Swimming

By Elexer Lyra


Can you hold me close,
Like a jellyfish?
But not with
As much sting?
We are together,
But not everything.
You are my closest friend,
Who whispers thoughts of triumph-
Or false information.
  Can you be the parent 
Within my mind?
One, which says I can swim
and not drown?





Saturday, May 26, 2018

"Wind Dancers" by Elexer


Wind Dancers
by Elexer




Dancing in the wind
Of crashing surf.

Pulling in the kind
to keep me sure

And safe
In this place
Of turbulent waters.

Grace your 
Face
Upon this soft
Salt air.

Keeping me there,
with you,
in this dance.
 

Saturday, May 19, 2018

The Heavens' Gift By Elexer




The Heavens' Gift 
 By Elexer




Quiet pool
Of helium laughter
Sputters
At my dream
Of seemingly
Detached wisdom.

Merry meet
Are
The war
Songs
Of The Heavens'
Trumpet.

Saturday, March 31, 2018

Locks and Boxes by Elexer

Locks and Boxes
by Elexer




The lock 
and key 
to my soul 
is not a one-way street
you can tear up with your
lyrical jackhammer's,
spilling my majesty 
into the sewer
with your language.
Locking
me up
behind a wall of religious
illusions
of me trying to be myself
and the perfection you will never see.
These rainbows
are my protectors 
and this box
is my chastity belt.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Visions of Stillness

Visions of Stillness
By Elissa Rosenthal





Purple silk brushes my face
like fingertips.
Hovering over my eyes
the intertwined cells 
grasp one-another
with their warm embraces.  
Scents of floral perfumes
engross me
and float my subconscious mind
to a habitation 
of spectacular honey.
Let me nest 
with this passion
in these visions 
of stillness.  

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Luck of a Dragonfly by Elissa Rosenthal

Luck of a Dragonfly 
By Elissa Rosenthal




Take my good luck
into your peace of light.
Willing hopeful wishes
into your grand fortnight.

Release the lucky spark
to others in your world,
for I have given you 
a time to make your pearl.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Shadow

Shadow
By Elissa Rosenthal


Lavender lilies spring from the spring,
Watching as the mermaids sing.

Screeching their songs of woe,
For the world.

Burning fumes of fog,
Wallow and whirl.

Drowning out the wishes of onlookers,
Seeing with blind eyes in shadow.

 


Saturday, June 17, 2017

Puncture

Puncture

By Elissa Rosenthal


Scathing,

Writhing,

Structure pronounced as one of the most sound,

Seethes every time it touches the ground.


Electricity wraps and climbs,

Each weak point sought out and entwined.

Elixir comes in slow downs,

Escaping aches by raising off pounds.


Supple softness brings no strength,

Every hard crackle prevents a scrape.  


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