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.