~~~ Urban Contessa ~~~
~ Urban Contessa ~
Jaundiced sunset bowed and prayed,
For auburn crisps in plights of jade.
Shadow from shadow, in hearts, delayed,
By jasmine glades in widowed shade.
Yonder’s hue of walrus tusk,
Now gored, by nights’ remorseless dusk,
Of lovers, all dipped in innocent lies,
Wrapped up, by visions of undressed eyes.
No more, plump clouds, which roam and busk,
To violets, brambles, lilac musk;
No more, chough trills from magic flutes,
That chimed for us, flown south, now mute…
Sweet cotton blossoms, in sunwashed scenes,
Yea, spirited away, by summer’s dreams,
When baby bees on marshmallow pillows,
Dozed off, ‘mid breeze of swaying willows.
Lime kudzu, quince, e’en cantaloupe,
Must shy away, through nature’s loop,
As autumn dons Egyptian mask,
To die, in winter’s empty cask.