She is provocative
at times she is insolent.
Her concept of red
is nowhere near
roses.
Her house is
the hollow of bones
its burning walls stretched
beyond margins.
She has suffered despair
braved the triteness
of platitudes.
She is in search
of kindling
waiting to ignite.
The Strangers gather on the green choking on smoke and the scent of seared flesh. The sun is climbing down to meet the flames. As she smolders he dampens her gown. Just before the wind whips up she is in Elysian fields.
Rene Rosso (aka Holly) penned a beauty in October, 2018.
Based on an old polaroid of Carmine & me, she came up with a poem that sticks in my heart and mind. If you click on the pic, you will go to her original post!
Remember back when you were a rock star
and I was a hippie angel?
How comfortable we were with our
heart and souls bared.
Do you remember now that you are so far
away that night in Eden when you came to me
and I came to you and the rest of the world
slipped away?
We held on to one another, made love and cried
decided never to speak of how every time
the lights went out you rushed to me,
so tender, coming and going.
Young and in love, we named that month Sextember,
yes, it still matters to me.
Do you remember our anguished goodbye?
Neither do I.
Have EYE ever thanked Holly enough?
Poem – Resa and the Rock Star © Holly House of Heart
Original art can be found at https://graffitiluxandmurals.com/2019/07/19/resa-and-the-rock-star-redux/
I want to hold you closer.
You smell of sandal wood
and earth after a summer shower.
Because I breathe you, I don’t need the air
and I know how it feels to swim through stars.
In the muted night we sing our song.
You give me a midnight choir,
I always bring the rain.
When I spread my wings
I can feel the pull of freedom.
I spread them wide and trail
my shadow the way birds do.
Your hands are elegant thieves
and your words a web of lies
that shine right through.
What is real or an illusion
in this desperate nest of chaos
where I found you?
When the veil falls apart and
the daylight slivers in I can see
the slant of sky where you slipped in.
