Under my lovely belly button

by Karla   Nov 9, 2012


I am not split
when I feel that
old danger below my navel
as the arms of the clock
embrace my will
to be side by side
with comets
and the jealous moons
of Venus.

The unlike poetry
of my sex is strange
and elusive.
(Can't remember who said that)

Maybe The Tarot Cards
have the answer.
They read me today:
I may fall again
on Devil's bed.
He will help me
to bring out what is already
in me.

And
it is so sweet
to sin freely
without the exhausting
burden of love.

Karla Bardanza

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Poem #6
*Written for the Raven's "one a day" through November.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    I've always found "belly button" annoying, liked how you used it, though. :)

    "He will help me
    to bring out what is already
    in me."

    This and the ending stood out for me. Beautiful poetry, Karla.

  • 11 years ago

    by Lostlove1

    I believe there is alot more woven into this piece than meets the eye on first or second read...that makes me want to re read over and over :) I thin the last stanza says it all. Great poem as always.

  • 11 years ago

    by Amreen

    Seriously awesome... Ingrid and LW's comment say it all from my side....
    Amazing to have you...
    Always a pleasure to read your poems:)

  • 11 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This poem made me giggle, because I know about these pleasures too, off course!

    Sad that parents make us feel bad things will happen if we indulge in it:)

    Well done,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 11 years ago

    by LostWords

    Nothing left to say but I am left in awe...

    Amazing job!

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