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:
Amazingly beautiful..well crafted..
you have a gift for describing the intangible. I could feel being tickled as I was reading it.
the weaving together of all of your words creates a beautiful image!
Aloha from Waikiki, Poet!
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Indeed. So very beautiful. A magical, deeply magical, touch.
love the last stanza the best,
brilliant work.
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