♥ ~wanbli cikala ~ ♥ Little Eagle
copyright:2012vssmd
Model:Una Little Eagle Deme
Photography/Oil Paint and Digital Layers: VictoriaSelene Skye Deme
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
The Casualty Of Blue Eyes ~
Your blue eyes
remind me
of rare gems
dancing in a little red pocket
while the trees fell to their knees
and the wolf wiped flour from his muzzle
as I shook the rain water from coils of red hair
and red hope
The frown line
the line of thoughtful men
the pain line
a crucifix
imprint of deeply lived lives
cross sectioning
your strong bones;
some days I don’t know how to process you
your beauty leaves me hungry
builds a horrid pressure
beneath the floating rib… .
Your blue eyes
remind my hands
how to covet … .
copyright:2012vssmd/amusemusepress
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
from UnFairy Tales from UnderLand
coming in May 2012
When I am old
it will be okay for me to talk to old man snake
out in the sun
up the spine of Canyon de Chelly
I will be beveled like stained glass
with sunshine in my veins
and sand underneath my fingernails
Old man snake could care less about my french manicure
so I’ll leave that for…
Carapace by Selene Skye
Sad carapace
I am peeling you off
Following
Soft shell crabs
Into the joyous sea!
Copyright 2012 by Victoria Selene Skye-Deme; Image: Mackenzie on Tumblr.
ethical violations are the norm in factory farming~ factory farming itself is in direct ethical violation of the human moral compass~ Selene Skye
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She engendered a quantum leap of thought
entangled in a prismatic locomotion forward
she had meant to do nothing more
than dream the afternoon away in a briar patch
became instead ethereal property by chance
between the mind of a man and a piece of glass
divided in a chemical…
Nothing Better
All of my life
I dreamed
of working a job
where all I had to
do was sit there
(or there)
and do
nothing but
think and maybe that
is why I was
always told that I
would get bored and
that we know you have
more potential than that.
I wish I didn’t listen then like
I don’t listen now because
what do others know about
potential when my thoughts
are not theirs? Would it surprise
them I wonder to know that
these few sentences are no thing
more than one continuous thought?
