Sunday, January 20, 2019

Halleluja Of Soaked Grass. by Mendes Biondo




dance
you are the music
dance
grass is waiting for your
bare feet

the moon’s high
and you’re white
you’re the milk of life
there’s honey in your wombs
the skin of your hips is birch bark

dance and feel the planets
rolling around you

keep the fire burning
woman you’re joy
keep flowing rivers
woman your blues is
the music of the world

in your eyes
deep black holes
light is just a morsel
of this time sliding
on your skin made of dunes

woman you’re the scream
the sun is behind the clouds
woman you’re rain on earth
all is sounding
of your bluesy vibes






Mendes Biondo is an Italian journalist and author. His works appeared on Visual Verse, I Am Not A Silent Poet, Literary Yard, Angela Topping Hygge Feature,  Indigent A La Carte, The BeZine, Scrittura Magazine, The Song Is, Poetry Pasta and other magazines. He is one of the editors of The Ramingo's Porch along with Marc Pietrzykowski and Catfish McDaris. His first book Spaghetti and Meatballs : Poems For Hot Organs, Is published by Piski's Porch and available through Amazon.

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