MAVERICKS ~ Poem Copyright Strider Marcus Jones 2009 MAVERICKS. All Rights Reserved.

MAVERICKS




you taste of cinnamon and fish

when you wish

to be romantic-

and the ciphers of our thoughts

make ringlets with their noughts

immersed in magic-

like mithril mail around me

stove dark forest, pink flesh sea

touchings tantric-

make reality and myths

converge in elven riffs

of music, so we dance it-

symbols to the scenes

of conflict, mavericks in dreams

that now sit-

listening to these pots and kettles

blackening on the fire

of rhetoric and murderous mettles-

before we both retire

to our own script.



Copyright Strider Marcus Jones. 9th September, 2009. MAVERICKS. All Rights Reserved.