Jupiter’s Pain by Guest Poet Kerry Ann Mansford #oneshotwednesday

Jupiter’s Pain

She must have been

uncreased once,

embraced inside

those glistening rings,

63 moons in place.

She must have been

a young Pain,

 once,

skipping down

a flower lit path,

spotless kneed,

soft palmed,

her unchartered globes

rambling rose kissed,

before gravel

plumed

and fell,

magma bound,

magnetic will,

cored

I cannot see my face

behind her mask.

She must have been

unbruised,

once,

the unpunched stomach,

delicate, as a new

porcelain bowl,

tiny fisted,

tracing veins

in

blossoming craters,

and

wondering

if a fairy’s

breezed song,

lured the

bees’ hearts,

before the spiders

webbed fissures,

across Europa’s

face

I cannot see a woman

when the god of war speaks.

She must have been

near silence,

once,

the unsharded word,

spell bound to the

soughing of new

leaves,

held by Io’s

Love,

that knew no

Hate,

until Prometheus’

rage,

scratched volcanic

thoughts,

inside a sulphur frost

I cannot see Pain

or trace my orbit in her path.

I must have been pierced,

once,

the punctured veil.

Now,

when pain hangs her

jewels,

I will not grasp,

I will walk

prism edges,

refracting,

polished claws clasp,

and her

dreams,

acidic,

will burn clouds

she must have held me,

once,

soft skulled,

an iridescent hope…


Please Welcome my friend Kerry (@Velvetinapurrs) to our poetry world. I met Kerry on Twitter  through OSP Chat and know that soon she will have a blog so she can share her work often.

Thanks to Creative Commons and the Lunar and Planetary Institute for this photo of Earth and the clouds of Jupiter

http://www.flickr.com/photos/lunarandplanetaryinstitute/4078049339

I loved a girl

I loved a girl

She wasn’t pretty or fair

I’m not even sure

of the color of her hair

***

I read her on paper

that’s where I would see

a portrait of words

quietly enfolding me

***

A journey of sorts

is where we would go

nowhere had limits

places high- places low

***

I loved her because

she opened my eyes

to a world without speaking

no barriers- no lies

***

We never got closer

than Jupiter and Mars

but the fire in her eyes

drew my heart to the stars

Photo: Thanks to Miss Turner

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/missturner/2434425394/)

navicore /aka Ed Sweeney

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/edsweeney/4111291263/)

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