Monday, February 28, 2011

sometimes tickled



sometimes tickled


sometimes
tickled
from the inside
irresistibly, madly, delicately stroked

a shimmer
of tiny animals
traveling
always traveling
without eyes or teeth
they tunnel
between dreams and bone

and in this
turbid place
a bloom
of sea fans
periwinkle, waving
broken
making fine lace.

Thanks to The Odd Inkwell for her OSI prompt, vellicate--which tickled me to write again.

6 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

Amazingly beautiful..well crafted..

Christopher said...

you have a gift for describing the intangible. I could feel being tickled as I was reading it.

Patti said...

the weaving together of all of your words creates a beautiful image!

Cloudia said...

Aloha from Waikiki, Poet!


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SandyCarlson said...

Indeed. So very beautiful. A magical, deeply magical, touch.

Jingle Poetry said...

love the last stanza the best,
brilliant work.