Graft Skin and Purple Pieces

Legend (Graft Skin and Purple Pieces)

the greatest stories never told
are deeply buried in prose
beneath crow's feet.
are scrawled in pidgin
riding waves of laugh lines.
are hidden, haphazardly
thrown between folds of skin;
wrinkled, tattered, torn.
pieced together.
layered thinly.
forced to stretch
beyond what can wildly be imagined.
emoting that which is
seldom shared.
hidden from self...
spoken only, to God
in the thunderous booms
between breaks
of silence and quiet.
at times,
it is synchronized to the twinkle
of gases masquerading as stars
in the light of night.
tatted vividly,
tribal like,
around arms muscled
into weakness.
appearing frail,
remaining strong.
lift your head.
like you, it's simply beautiful.
it doesn't mean you have aged
it simply shows that you have lived.
having spent each
second to minute by hour
tumbling toward twilight,
skipping upon droplets of
multi-colored tears.
child-like, a picture book
sharing tales which have no words.
your footprints,
rain bowed characters
carrying torched songs
for others to sing
at the break of dawn.
there are ancient paitos
upon sacred scrolls,
etched masterfully
in the arch of your back.
with each move, bend
and curve your story unfolds.
haikus and poems
darken life and love lines
along your palms.
healing others, at times self,
leaving just enough of you,
behind.
for others to remember,
to reminisce.
so say stories seldom told
are the ones hidden behind
the rose tinted smile.
in smooth ridge of
lyrics lying softly upon lips
speak..
easy..
pray.
praise.
live.
your story.


kdtaylor, 2006
section 8 coffee publications
all rights reserved...

okay. i read it today at work. it was cool. i would like to make more of this. perhaps if i get if off book it will come to life.. not sure.. what do you think? also, a real feat.. no i's, me's nothing referencing me... hooray!!!!