(Watercolor, Jane Kohut-Bartels, 2004, Untitled)
Ensnared by long hair in the
Boughs of an oak,
Pierced through the heart three times–
The shimmer of life now faded.
Pulled into mysteries
So abandoned by love
Now given over to lust
Charged with stolen rapture
Dizzy as a drunken dervish-
One hand upward to Heaven
One hand spilling to Earth
Skirts stiffened with sins hard as stone
Corrupted over a life time and now–
Flayed on an unending mandala.
Mystery of Life,
O beautiful Absalom,
We float upon a divine river
Entangled in the reeds of human wanting.
This is our nature,
This our calling while
Flesh answers flesh.
What quarter be given when the heart is
Overwhelmed by passion’s excess?
Let the waters cleanse our loins,
Mud of the banks soothe our wounds,
Our blood mingle with the floating grasses,
Our hearts sink beneath the surface.
Let the rivers of Babylon
Carry us away.
Please don’t read my work from the site: JP at Olive Grove. Jingle Nozelar Yan owns the site and is a common thief and liar. She said she doesn’t have to ask permission to revise or post your work. She said she depends upon this. She preys on real poets because she isn’t one. She refuses to follow the US Copyright laws of the US. This behavior is insulting to the entire poetry community. Jingle Bells Yan is no poet. If you love poetry, avoid her like the plague she is.