Monday, March 26, 2012

Poem, The Cobra Invited, 3-26-12

The cobra drinks milk
Instead of invading
The breast of the goddess
EVEr pervading

The best of the best
Of masculine brawn
Not drawn to battle
Drawn simply to spawn
Higher ideals
Purer resonance
Leaving pearls only
Negating repentance

The Goddess and Cobra
Divine in their nature
Minds in cohesion
Filled with adventure

The cobra invited
Breeds higher change
Lapping up juice
Meant for the untamed

The cobra invited
Injects its venom
Transforming flesh into
Immortals sentient.

--EVE Featherstone

sen·tience (snshns, -sh-ns)
n.1. The quality or state of being sentient; consciousness.
2. Feeling as distinguished from perception or thought.

pervadingpresent participle of per·vade (Verb)
Verb: (esp. of a smell) Spread through and be perceived in every part of.
(of an influence, feeling, or quality) Be present and apparent throughout.

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