imbolc
oh the cats are in the ally sings to me, one of wm gals on the line & also~
de laura hollers strong. why not we take a lil stroll, venice beach & italy~
the ladies are in the details. one who knows me prays me ever under the veil
& this i make no waste with here w all the mists and & grey drone
scales
all around, ahhh yes the roses
on the ground
the man i keep
by my kitchn gate
i pray Him strong,
send that to the Virgin
whom you daneallnigh
long
he who keeps my child be not
kept asunder
i call his vices in
blak wolves took back
Black k/night & under
at the moon’s crescent lip i shine
to the feathery feather of ink
calling to me
good
ol fren keepin you onaline
anifineed it
blessed be it so too like this
poesis i 3x3it
~
ars poetica or, to the window on the world, which pool…you know witch!
KdadaB 