Woman Crying Beneath Falling Leaves

She stood there: about her feet: copper amber lead
~colors in a flutter, in a cyclone, in the midst of death~
Her face wrenched with grief: for the loss of time, loss of light, loss of green
All around her autumnal jubilee, where hollow sockets of knotted branches curved a smiling eye
And I, alive in a season of transition and reflection, felt the weight of existence in the locked out breath I couldn’t invite
Her pain: the unrelenting ache of dark that dragged before her
Winter cold shakes not a corpse, but inters fear in souls bound~unfound

E.A. O'Connell

{A Universe of} Impermanence

Impermanence 
and from annihilation rises a breath
a seedling of thought
an inkling of life
{chain link fascination / keyhole division}
We may very well be lost
{a cause/a mind/love letters written to a prism voiced void}
We may already be dead
{a sea/a star/leaves of correspondence collected in a concrete garden}
Death
impermanence of an end:
sacred
{a geometry/a synapse}
the deconstruction
and
the decomposition
The decibels of silence 
{scratching the surface/crowning/first breath}
Impermanence of the essential and final
{everlasting rhythm/ever-casting spell}
Who’s to define the very essence of our souls:
where they ring a crystal howl commence 
and
where they hammer an iron growl transfiguration
…a spiraling cataclysmic detonation…
…The End…
…end…
…Again…
…and again…

E.A. O'Connell

September Thoughts

Isosceles murmuration kaleidoscopes to cyclone to spider young scattering
Curling gray locks: fire alive in the filament
Driftwood shaved sails where a heron makes pale a twilit hour
Reticulated vines of trompette noir, tentacled reach towards vapor dense void: bottle green vision distorted and clean
Stamen shaken supernova pollen: gilded sex in exit wound abstract
Softly shifted rain favors a solstice burn
An earth rust after-trace hints decay upon days leading towards the equinox

E.A. O'Connell

Black Locust Death

The black locust death
Of bittersweet gold
Bathing youth of memories
Burying harmony of endings
A reaping violet splendid to the nose
The perfume of her crowning womb
And enamored
Am I
By wicked roots 
Biting through frost ridden soil
Trellised by a slant of blush light
Her countenance:
Cello storm building
Violin flutter distancing
Her stature a symphony:
Blood printed piano keys
And songless birds
Who’s wind chime bones
Echo in flight

E.A. O'Connell

Black Locust

The black locust: a scent that owns each hour it blooms

Lush like velvet : delicate press of the lips : cool surface : warmth tucked within the thick

Perfume movement : a Van Gogh breeze : stars in dance of light

White blossoms that strike violet

I define as clarity : serenity : an answer to a question I have yet to ask

My head fills with the music of Forever

My tongue wakes the shape of X {sounding Xochitl}

E.A. O'Connell

Lady Lundi

Lady Lundi
Adorned in marigold freckled armor
Charred under lacings secreted beneath hinged casings
A rigor mortis fashion of limbs and barbed fascinators
Defying gravity : Opposing principles of night
Her eyes {milky death}
Further a fractured fresco
Deep to the dark of neighboring spinster life
Beds of sick and lips dehydrated quiet

Father Mantis
Burnished summer stems praying pardon
Under sleek flames of sun steel
Magnifying the rash of cicadian mating distortion
Siren of bow and strings impaling corvus shadows
Sloughing doppelgänger precipitate: clove fragrant and syrup thick  
In shroud the ultraviolet voice of homily
Amassing ladybirds devouring hysteria

Early Tuesday indigo hours
Atop a crucifix betwixt an equinox
Shrill is the architecture
Blood spilled in the moonlight

E.A. O'Connell

Phalaenopsis Woman

Phalaenopsis Woman:
forest dweller of the night's wealth
She bathes in warm spring saturation
the lilac atmosphere of the evening in crush
elements in a humid acid surge
sweat beading ∞ linking ∞ chaining
from blanketed branches {softened moss and fractal lichen}
She awaits Him...

internal fever building {the anticipation: core welling} 
cotton stitch adhering 
Her skin glistens an amethyst sheen
His earthshine eyes pulled to each niche {wherein the fabric hides}
She acknowledges Mercury with a silent smile 
the discarded fabric a puddle of nocturnes in whisper with each ripple 
{the flutter of moth wings} / {the flutter of leap}
skin bare to the grass fed breeze
sweat spirographs Her body...

Her breasts
{supple}
fit to His palms
{supple}
His lips spread
{supple}

[...
His head muddied: accusatory fear 
{vivid beauty synonymous with venomous seal} 
He hungers / He surrenders all sense / He tastes Her flesh
{not all venoms sting bitter on the palate : not all sins correspond with Hell}
...]

lilac atmosphere pressed between Their bodies
Their sweat fusing {ecospheric universes in chaos}
and She folds Him into Her curves
Their bodies: crescent ~ eclipse ~ blue
and the descent of Her raises him higher
{higher still}
an ecstasy in the spectrum of Her...

{retrograde : thief of words : void of voice}
language for Him finally {spacially} hits His tongue {sensually}
as He breathes in hues and shapes Her name 
{He: savant of illuminate * She: sage of still}

E.A. O'Connell