eastern spell - T REX

Small girl with the smiling 'gibbon
Bridled with an orchid ribbon
His curved brow in Scarlatti fashion
Boots that ride the night sky eagle
An old crone squirms upon a cushion
Made from Madras silk and satin
Her steel eyes hold a scimitar passion
For the skull hewn in Scarlatti fashion.
A cobra seer with the punctured ear
Slaughtered a Malayan sun bear
Night stood erect with brozen haunches
Zapped the seer and gave the bear back to us
Salamanda Palaganda Oh Palamino Blue
Salamanda Palaganda June’s Buffalo too In the Parisian zoo.
OUR WONDERFUL BROWNSKIN MAN
Blue ocean eyes, black panther thighs,
Wonderful brown man nose like a seahawk.
Musing the sea in harmony,
With the sky and the wine sun that owns you.
Buffalo's dead but they groan in my head
Twitching my hair with the dance of their good feet.
A ghostly Shawnee fed me honey,
Anil washed me with oils from Narnia.
Some cloudy heart blood, wept in the mud,
Near the corpse of our splendid friend hero.
His tattered head bent like a willow-tree tent,
And his ebony surf eyes leaked water.
0 HARLEY (THE SALTIMBANQUES)
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
No bigger than a bubby's thumb.
Medieval dublet, elk horn ornamented woodland trumpet,
Cradling your musket son.
Harlequin stands magnificent
Slaughtered tulip in the psalm of his lillywhite.
Harlequin stands theatrical
Mincing smirk dancing on the hip of his lip.
0 harley
Naughty to pretend it's so naughty so bad 0 harley
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,
No bigger than a bubby's thumb
Garlanded with bluebells strewn with silver birch
Spring grown tiaras Cradling your sabre son.