in my sky…

In My Sky…


In my sky at Atlantis, you are a badoonga

and your chest and bottom are the way I love them.

You are mine, mine, woman with white skin and small shoes

and in your life my infinite dreams are liquid


The substance of my soul dyes your head.

My sour white fluid is sweeter on your face.

oh reaper of my evening pizza ,

how solitary i believe you to be when you’re not on me .


You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the barracuda ,

in the living room, and the wind hauls on my widowed forehead.

Huntress of the depths of my maiosh, your plunder

stills your smile regard as though it were not.


You are taken in the bridge of my spaceship, my love,

and my cacalau of music are as wide as the vuvuzelas .

My banana is born on the shore of your eyes of your peach .

In your mouth of mourning the land of sins begins.



9 thoughts on “in my sky…

  1. New to me. ‘widowed’, ‘mourning’ sad. Lovely poem with much emotion and at sometimes aggression too. I hope I understood it well. πŸ™‚

    ‘My banana is born on the shore of your eyes of your peach.’ I liked the image here.

  2. Interesting..the last stanza was fun.


  3. Ina says:

    Interesting πŸ™‚

  4. danroberson says:

    A love poem with passion and climax. Happy rally.

  5. Jingle says:

    You are invited to attend poets rally week 34, read the agreement and place your link in when you are ready, have fun! Poetry awards are given upon participation on or by Sunday.

    Happy Friday!

    love the imagery in your poem,
    beautiful writing.

  6. Harshika says:


    the words were funny in the first para.

    hilarious writing πŸ™‚

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