infinite in papery moons
why must I lay
under your foot
in the voluptuous
sea? madcaps and glassed eyes
her next death
in a million moons I’ve yet to meet;
god’s leavetaking, nothing left for you
but a ghost of gardens.
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Originally reposted for the dVerse Open Link Night 1/7/21.
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"Poetess of darkness"–dVerse community; guitarist; pet hoarder.
My work, credited under my pseudonym Ellie Onka, has appeared in Visual Verse Anthology, VariantLit Magazine, Free Verse Revolution, the Scarlet Leaf Review, and a podcast called "Poetic Slice of Life" among others.
Poets such as Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes, Lenoard Cohen, and E.E. Cummings are my main sources of poetic inspiration. I hope to one day have them rolling in the grave at my poetry.
At least, I could only hope to evoke such strong reaction.
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