Friday, February 24, 2012

sm♨ke

lingerin' up-
on a
land. a
land that
lies-li〪〭〫〬 es
open. open to
play, to
ponder upon
the sun's
fire♨♨
his fire that
scorns, that
sizzles e.a.c.h.
golden follicle with
its fury, its
flame. 

the flame- it
fondles, it
fingers her
womb, her
woman, her
wobbly knees. un-

til it
burns, it
blackens 
e.v.e.r.y.
bristle of
her
being. 
♨♨

bloodstream.

a baby-a
bloom. it
blossoms into
a f.u.l.
l. fledged flower❀❀


    it blooms into a ...
    B.
        E.
            I.
              N.
                 G.,  a

thing. an in:
tangible thang-a
tangible thang, to
touch, tango, &
telltale, talk
of timely thangs 
to, w/.


it.
 it. becomes you. its
  being, be-
   comes you. it-
    blooms in 
     you. Until-
you cannot breath, be-
without its 
seeds s/e/w/i/n/g its
seams in-
to your soul. its
rug-
ged roots rub-
bing its rough coils
in your
soil. it
attaches. & 
curls. &
coils. it
 b❀l❀o❀o❀m❀s❀ into
  your being, your blood, your
   bloodsteam ♒. 

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Sprouts

Sprouts

color springs &
shouts from
the yellow sea of
weeds!

purple picks the
eye, while white
floorwalls warn
of its dry
soil that
seeps apples seeds.

canary colors connect
the wheel of
yellow---
as black beaded
beaked birds
perch upon----


                        a particular round
                         tree-Moe Like Hair.

these Spanish senors and
senoritas sit
& stare.


right twists &
left turns connect
the curls,
curling up to
the top of the
lovely lavender
lake atmosphere above—

calm cows sit, see
& suckle
the sticks that
stand straight, that
squeeze their
obliques sideways to
speak to the
Sun.

weeds wobble &
sprouts spruce &
spray the
Spanish countryside with
the desert’s
color wheel.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Pieces

Two hefty hens,
hand-in-hand,
matching halves
of a heart: They
harden and congeal
into one timeless 
piece of art.

Boundaries


Boundaries

sucking Sangria under
her brown brim straw
hat—she
surveys the
sky, the
salt, the
slithering
snakes, the
sassy seagulls
that saunter upon
the Sea's scenery--Her
sphere.

she observes
the slimy sun-
kissed king: strolling,
strutting into her
Mother--the
Sea.

he
sees her
shining
sapphires. he
desires Her
deep
diamonds, Her
brilliant bijous.

the sly
slime
strokes and
strikes the
sultry Sea—
yet, She
sinks and
stashes Her
sacred
gems. he
tries to
smooth-talk the
sweet Sea’s
soft sails. he
tries to
suffocate Her
swirls, Her
swells. he
digs
deep---prodding,
stirring Her
surfs.
She sees
his
motive, his
silver-
tongued
talk.

She shoves,
pushes his
plump pink
lips out
of Her
face. She
forces
him out of
Her blue
Being.

the brown brim
straw hat daughter
deepens her
loathing for
such sneaky
slimy
seaweed. shouting
"solidarity!" she
seeks her
SeaMother.

she
walks---wobbily
toward the
deep shrieking
Sea. she sees
Her roaring, Her
writhing cries. the
Sea summons
Her dutiful
daughter and
wraps Her
wiggling, white
worms around
her waist. They
embrace. 

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Table of Contents Poem: Sea Castles



Sea Castles

Caroline Sapp

Contents
Preface iii
Acknowledgements iv

Chapter 1: Black Sand
Black beads border the deep dark majestic p. 1-2
Torching toes toss the broken shells p. 2-3
Imposing cliffs surround p. 3-4
Mopeds, scooters, & bikes busy the black bustle p. 4-5
Diving deep, discovering the black floor p. 5-6
Turquoise, bold red fish illuminate the inky habitat p. 6-7
Creatures play along the black man’s floor p. 7
Underground flowers flit & flicker, while spear-grass grooves p. 8
Stray dogs romp & run-free p .8-9
Sandals, shoes, & towels are worn ‘round the feet p. 9-10
Champagne bottles pop, while dark men serve in black attire p. 10-11
Brave souls release their sandals & straddle the black man’s water p. 11-12
Black sand scorches, sizzles, & steams p. 12-13

Chapter 2: Red Sand
Crimson colors, streaks across the shoreline p. 13-14
The sea eats this bloody mess p. 14-15
A vast volcano encloses this scarlet paradise p. 15-16
From afar, a reddish pink serenity p. 16-17
Up close, rusty shell carcasses & rubyred wine bottles litter the land p. 17-18
Tan & topless enhances the image p. 18-19
Black bushes & pink layers exposed p. 19-20
hot, hot, hot-they say! this spacious swimming hole p. 20-21
The devil’s carroty Eden illustrates this red sphere, created by ash and fire p. 21-22
Red sand singes, scalds, & reddens p. 22-23

Chapter 3: Rocks
Smooth and slimy sensations swim along the bare feet p. 23-24
Mist and fog settle upon the silver shoreline p. 24
A hazy channel with sea and sky meeting-converging  p. 25
Pirates, misfits, and ghosts may appear p. 25-26
A specter ship, a phantom vessel may materialize in the mist p.26-27
Pale, chilled, & inactive lies this slithering soft sea p. 27
Clear and calm comes the tide, collecting the smooth stones p. 28
Ashen gray, whitish, silvery midnight blue: these glassy, glossy pebbles p. 29
The hazy sea clouds and drizzles p. 29-31
The waves guide the vampiric mermaids to the misty seashore p. 31-32
These alluring sea creatures suck the bystander into their seafaring sharp foam p. 32
Rocks spellbind, seize, & snatch p. 32-34

Chapter 4: Tan Sand
Soft and playful plays the sand p. 34
A Seafarer’s foot, a Wanderer’s toe, or a little Crab’s leg crawls upon this salt p. 35
Aluminum and brown bottles decorate, spot upon the salt as artificial landscape p. 36
Tan, brown, & red lay the sun’s friends p. 37
Skimpy triangle tops and barely there bottoms expose skin p. 37-38
No bushes, no nipples only belly buttons & brown peels p. 38-39
No volcanoes, no dark man’s world only cool, calming salt soothing the feet, the soul p. 40
This water, warm balmy bath water: clear and cool p. 41
Push and paddle past the waves, erect in the gulf’s salty fish bowl p. 41-43
Swimming fishlike searching for a starfish, an oyster shell p. 44
White, lustrous shells spruce the sea’s and salt’s appearance p. 44-45
Schools of fish learn at one’s knees p. 46
Tan sand shapes lazy, lethargic, & loaded delusions p. 46-47

Chapter 5: White Sand
Palm trees paint this West Coast picture p. 47
Dotted with black seeds & broken shells p. 48
Wetsuits & surfers fill the fishdish, filming a flick that resembles a dream p. 48-49
Quaint bars, shabby shacks, & sweet shops showcase the scene p. 49
Calm created for the LA city folk p. 50
Beautiful beings sun bathing, bewitching the beach p. 50-51
Dashing dudes, Hispanic hip-hops posin’ and peacockin’ upon slick slats p. 51-54
The cold mother bites at the nipple, causing a scream or a soothing sensation p. 54
Coaxing one in, she furthers her bite, bringing blood that requires her cool treatment p. 55-57
This strict & strapping sea mother monitors her magical salty sand & swells p. 57-59
She invites one & all: she makes an immense melting pot p. 59-60
White sand produces, promotes, and generates peace p. 61














Copyright 2011 by Tennessee Technological University. All rights reserved.

Printed in the U.S.A.

Library of Congress Catalog Card number: 2011777544

ISBN: 0-546-123554-1

Sonnet Poem: Blossoms&Worms


To seek, follow, to find her love, she sought
And walked, wandered upon summits and cliffs
Peering, pursuing peeps of him; She fought
For signs, shadows, a mark: She lay---adrift.
Her bloom blows beauty for the bees---dreamlike
At that hour, lighting the skies, the stars;
Searching, she sparkles air and land, alike
Not beauty, nor bliss shall fill her jar.
Alas! Withered away went her pretty
Petals wrinkling, wiggling, fading
From the once beautiful blossom; wormy
Beings warp her branches---she is outplayed.
     Neither the love, nor the lover she found,
     And dried and drooped lay the petal---earthbound.