https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1325-silver en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 09:23:38 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8552-messenger https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8552-messenger I save you for my last, my love, as kisses cut the lip-slit moan into the smallest pieces. Adoring every edge I tear- your neck's white throbbing bare beneath deep silver's cold caress.   Your blue-eyed stare  bleeds out the hours assembled where my hidden eyes devise the language of your limbs So, they will speak a terror. Celticlion Poetry Fri, 09 May 2008 13:42:59 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8420-instrumental-elements https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8420-instrumental-elements   Night closes her black box but little birds spill out, scattered shadows throwing morning voices wing to tree, cloud to wing.   Fluid blue belly in earth's churning throat; opens song; petal, leaf and eye, sleeping past thirst for light.   Dawn drags birth in skies her slow strength feeds small mouths milky white.   Flooding up come locust tongues to muscle sun wrestling life, each salty flame's drop swallowed touch, day's basking strings sung down singed silver's coming night. Celticlion Poetry Thu, 01 May 2008 15:47:28 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8420 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8420 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8420