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Kristin Ryling

Lapin Press

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Tea Dance or Folklorico?






Be Savoy cabbage, as the butterflies seek, or a 

mustard seed, in sugar soils of oblique, let alone the

playful, may guardians curmudgeon find onus,

bitterroo’s of pester and drone.


I color by Willamette river the raspberry drops, 

I keep the view of ant, I see the world from the 

indent of the peach, I could picayune nectar, from 

the aubergine plums, but nibble greengage rather, 

purples replete.


I loofah carrots with a piece of bark, coring the

apples with the hummingbird’s tusk, the earth is a

snowshoe hare, hiding in flurries of shivering stars, 

sky anemones of light blue leaf, earth is young

early, as the ladybug’s hum.




Kyriotes, potestas, foreground hosts, the book

of Tobit, come kind handfuls, ~ there by staples

of Botticini, Thrones of silver Splendens and

equivalent Cherubim.


I might paint the black petite if open handed,

nights of comment, De Coelesti Hierarchia, 

but gathers bring my box of Tiramisu’s,

Dolce cherry truffles. 


Ophanim under-servings of arrogator, he of

Godden trespass, adoptions made of liberties,

I in nursing jussive gardens, black pearl inserts

of red capitularies, bell autumns.




Amadou, darling’s of flambeaux, how replete we

bavin, tenderly tapering our mustard seed coal,

sylvan’s of the silver vesta, chestnuts of the coal, 

fasteners burrow roots, smoke jumping time.


There is no stone that has no been broken, yet the

capstones still guard the wrist, leave upon the blue

schists the navy night of doubt, mountain shapes of

certain granite, pinnacles the re-doming Dominic.


Of the pines which redouble in fire, resource the

freshman ground cupel, skinfuls of jade, surfeiters 

cloying or glutton juvenile gold, life rechristened 

and the elders newborn, to light precocious journey.




Balans of pease cod began, began the boll,

what was unheard of taproot, or by ascertain,

the impossible acrospire, the way the equidistant 

leaves keeping the same empathetic movement. 

The only pollard of the pair, through the age of 

Scion or burgeoning, calming, the tree twins in 

holt proffered, harmony, twice the fraternal arbor

of the Callery pears, a couplet astray by orchard,

Forelle and Collete everbearing. It is was mine

to the ring dance, when I touched the timber, I

felt both, yet I held close no image of other, 

what they took in, in primeval forest was one,

and I understood by right circumvolve, this was

the beginnings come.




There was face in constructions of the leaves,

the weighted limb moving such, up and down in

the breeze. It was weighted north-south to the

presumptions, to aye chin afore the tarry trees.


There was an eft of disposition, an errant feeder

it’s sojourning branch, it orange’d through summer,

yet chrysoprase by winter, it decried myth haunted 

forests, it made cleaver it’s way of pupil.


Only the Druid’s by oarsmen of the rains, entered

by the planks of roots, commute the Hawthorn’s

carriage, I entered first aegis, timber giants sequoia,

to grow wisdoms, so as said, to crowns.




Come to rigadoon, slippers breath, the mistrals

finding leisure within my chest, cylindrical steps

the breezes of withdrawals, less softened paces of

huarache.


I take in the fete day of lended flowers, and

return to the ladings of quiet faineant, I am

always present in the quill worts of the Bowery,

holding dearly, firth of nettles.


Neither worry the harmattans of forced march,

how cool the come to surcease, miasmal’s arid,

loll therefore on holy days, a life of feasts, nod

by the count sheep, of morning glories.




Where is my cavity of clam shell, fear is coming,

what lid of counsel have I by ocean, to mercies

in the square tides, dusting hamlets to the 

watersheds.


All I might hire of the breaststroke, will not

lean me towards the shores, what enclaves are

sargassum safe, the lonely seahorse. 


I depart for the ends, to sterns bestride the

guessing, besetting again against the tethers,

blue burns and bound wrists, less let silence

of mock solutions.




Corsets tiller ties, Katriana in passing beaded

delicates, egress forms of Vaseline glass, on her

days of dew and mourning.


Where by tonsures of artful travail, finds 

stands of Suleiman Agate Tasbih, or Majapahit, 

her suitors of sequinned summer.


If cobalt ladies of the Laurel wreath, timid her 

appliqués of appraisal, opportune her reaches regress

Gneiss serpentine, by choir lights soft hissing.


But to touch Marbel Dzi is require, supine 

Dowry Fiqure 8 shells, and Tiv Terra Cotta 

spindle Whorls, in certain counts of blue.


If wilful crescent turn a carnelian cheek, give 

chevron her powdered pride, it must be Venetian

Whitehearts with Inlaid floral vines, 


Guardians paid gold ratio’s, her gild of breast 

bone, stern ageist but well spoken, Baoule marble,

of both clay feather and purple stone.




I made a river for a sea room, gybe of sight

land windows, unmoored a water borne bed,

athwarthawse tidal the silken spread, larboard

sea grass.


Float upon her wading natant, helm paintings

under canvas, heave North river, her aft waves,

balustrade’s under bare poles, argosies, lateen-rigged,

her pram by weather.


Gondoliers of ferrier dreams Royal Marine,

her whirlpools of Bristol fashion, sampans

fore of boltroupe, seabee, sensuous the Carling

raft swimming.




Ruth was the queen bee of the garden,

according to the yellow jackets, acridian

and the seventeen-year locust, also extolled 

her potents.


Only the pismire and the white ant argued

exception, for miss R.C. Citation, was not 

found a friend, the newt and the batrachians,

would supplement her preference.


The fortune tellers of Mayflies Odonata, 

forecast appellate flower futures, knowingly 

it was miasmal betwixt caraway and basil, 

they left this to thyme to atone.


Dear Ruth wisely kept distant from organic

matters, biota’s as old as Darby and Joan, 

her’s was to water the pitcher plant, leaving 

succulents susceptible, she aloe noosphere instead.




Both sightings in the brine eyes of the Maltese

cat, desiring oscine and the bird of Juno, it keeps

blue claw for the Dungeness crab, all ten thorns

of the fingerlings.


To partlet and poult, the feline mesmers chase,

the migratory squab, find sky by hay, the kitlings 

of the chinchilla cats, find bib and tucker, pristine 

despite their Kelso efforts.


Among the doelings and the tups, is forego of

duelling laughter, for the folly pippins of tortoise 

shell’s whirligig expeditions, swab of tongue and

tender preachments, settle Cheshire behind the ear.




Both sightings in the brine eyes of the Maltese

cat, desiring oscine and the bird of Juno, it keeps

blue claw for the Dungeness crab, all ten thorns

of the fingerlings.


To partlet and poult, the feline mesmers chase,

the migratory squab, find sky by hay, the kitlings 

of the chinchilla cats, find bib and tucker, pristine 

despite their Kelso efforts.


Among the doelings and the tups, is forego of

duelling laughter, for the folly pippins of tortoise 

shell’s whirligig expeditions, swab of tongue and

tender preachments, settle Cheshire behind the ear.




It was by raspings I fled the tares, to place

the hairs of tassel floret behind my ears, arranging

Fabian’s below the flag leaf, Hopi turquoise, 

Hopi purple, Po’suwaegeh blue of Zea mays.


Away from the civic lane, for tiler maize of

silk, from the laming but towards the rain, for

the fragrance of Seneca horizon and the fresh

revivescence of astronomy domine, for black and

white cudu, for chires baby.


Sugar pearl sun, glass gems popping, Picasso

hybrid of Art verrells sweet, precocious I rested

in the havens triangles, gold bantam of crop circles,

jubilees mending, I of red draft retouched.




To the laid stays of Winter, January satellites,

falling for flounder, a weaver’s snow on oaks

of plight.


From floral spring by the abacus, when the

body is newborn waters, how we balance 

secessionist stones. 


Chrysina gloriosa rubbing the summer trees 

by night, for emerald senses searching the

mature golden leg, emboldened woman.


Autumn of Fortunatus’s cap, fern seed the

wishing bandana’s of Tarnkappe leaves,

graceful lapses of yearlorn recollection.




Dream as though a willow branch, childish sibling

to and fro, gladdens bracelets of the bark, samplers

craftwork leaves surrounding, mounts statuesque 

alpigene, airing colour abovestairs and multi-story,

Bassalian realms, or by wagon tongue clouds.


There sleeping columella, hopes of caryatid or soft

Samson post, tiny minaret apprising steeples, some

where neap of red, or overarch bestrides of purple,

aubergine zeniths, in highpockets of the pillar vine,

flexion skimming ell, her reeds of pillows.




To the chinquapin trees or the candleberry, my

choice of sleep, every water milfoil within the 

white clover of my dreams, trembling sycamores

for the morning of the breadfruit trees, Marguerite

I know, will be humming.


Always by the shield fern, ever by the hart’s 

tongue, in paintings of the lady’s slipper by

baby’s breath, I certain winds sweet alyssum

the concourse breezes coming, wayfaring valerians

of snowdrops wake Robin.


Begin again days of abele and bluets, if I sortie

through the trumpet pitchers, might I gather

repetitive sighs, ylang-ylang of satinwood’s 

atoning, periwinkle’s recollections, of nightshades

in Verbena’s eyes.




Tiny, petite questions are meandering, they flinch

slowly double brows, upturning their bowls black treacle,

fells of fallen sugar canes, propositions of unsulphered 

molasses.


Why in brownlated tones of invert syrup, do they make

prairie gum of motion, decoratif of fondant and icing,

raw brands by canes of hand crafted Sucanat, Piloncillo

and dark muscovado.


It is late season in tolling conclusions, to tempt astray

of sugar beets, all my duplicitous confectioneries, I 

lane from rows and from seams, variable sucrose of

fourth other names.




Bahia grass fell from cliff side, it’s soft garment

resting on the stone floor, the velvet felt it’s pride,

the autocracy’s of the high ridges, thus knew they 

were barren. 


What welter or fall by purposeful time, perhaps

the ray alone can find meaning, I had brushed

tender it’s cheek so often, in epiphanies of sanguine 

shelters, now the bones reveal those dreams.


I will not leave that hope or hoist of leavened 

lords, nor flee it’s contuse of sorrows, drink sweetly

from this pleasant steam of perpetuity, unfold before

bruises, fresh bedding for the shores.




Episodic demitasse of tiny sipping tears, brief

dot jewels of pearlized roses, soft brushes of the

handrails, warden cups of Kyo/Kiyomizu.

wells weft from Taisho period through mid 

Meiji weeping.


Shiva teap next friend of Higan cherries, 

Burlat the holy basins of Seisho Kato, six 

cut fruits of penitence, Shiro plums of the wine

she cherished, orchards faltering common 

calumet of purple criers.




Throwing mackerels to proper insights, if I otter

well or beaver right, trail berries left for bettering

climbs, if I might optimize optimism of the most

enchanting type. 


I, in the purpose of the landslides, hear the hill

heights cry, stone her ~ for paradigms of our 

petulant fathers, cast chert upon her trails, for

overlord crimes. 


Let the heart sink deep, should the igloo be my

habitual habitation, if wintering with nemesis

I square the inward ice, bleak, blue eternal, must

mere I finch to fight, basilisk and hippocerf.




Royalties of Ausmas, or Bailey’s beads of

lambent Monsella, do not fulsome through the

snow sills, nival platens of water lace.


Rosa chinensis, will not root daughters of

the sea coal, or leery seed lockets of briquettes,

Tagetes pause fen fire, for canicular days!


Catasetum, coelogyne, coom the light of 

scoria, moxa brands until the urn orchids rise,

in patient fieriness, tongs of tewel aspire.




Repelling rock face, granite declensions of thought, 

blue moss discoloring azimuths, pendeloques of 

flattened sky, light as a socle beetling, of the liripipe.


I hear the disseminated reasoning, what of the

mind is cochlear, belling forgone strike, I follow  

spindle flesh of black, white porcupine, side to side.


I’ve heard there is a tortoise which predella earth,

paillasse the corbel and the mantel-shelf, I Celeste 

so much slower now, footplate for flying buttress.


All the balloons are folded present, and all pier 

colors of jetties, loft apogees by acme of hares foot,

plinth the Doric haft, newel post or doorstone.




For perilous gray, come to the chorales kittiwake,

turbulence must hear the macaw insist, 

all of petite conscience, reckon the hummingbirds,

timid to the glory, Strelitzia nicolia.


For boscage shadow, there is always a material tree,

accept the bruising narrows of medicinal willows,

what ties in wilt of cramp, befriend Matilija poppies,

poultice views of tender celandine.


For quarrels of the winter reed, calm academies of

pacific seas, scholars forums of ancient dolphins, 

joist of incendiary temple terror, praise comes tender,

the celadon glazes of moderate breeze.




Guet-apens the sun penumbra, prima facie

leaves of Pharos’s contrivance, lest holt the

quailing’s shadows, on cornel, tacit camas or

foliole of silique.


Malgre soi, naught has come to color, the

cold shoulder of red, obtrusive flint has come

to aubergine, visagiste fiqurante of false umbra,

is always black.


Farceuse, high motte fauteuil, light of the

parquet circles, vast are the theatron dates,

the klieg fields emblazon, enormous figs of

ilk elude, by loge of parterre boxes.




The nautch girls in schism’s seas, limerence Venus

comb Murex, Volute shells or sundials, Aulica

imperialis, Oliva miniacea, gown mantle for sand

castles.


The low neckline of shores, swollen nassa, Tritia 

G., millenniums Supra-sternal notch, artisans of

the soft kiss, Bivalvia, were two the by muscle

held.


Chambered Nautiluses, logarithmic spirals of

orchid armories, the proprietress of tangelo’s

moon, confit gift for rapacious Oceana, coils, 

caprice concordance.




Doff she left cases, from dirndl, from

cheongsam, all costumes mannered mantle,

shoulders, roquelaure, instep dossiers of

lisle hose, mantua or fillebeg.


I docile for Claire, her river Shannon,

shallow peplum, clearings sovereign chiton,

hoops of breechclout and petticoats, bare

foot waters discalced.


Whirl bone and floating rib, aitchbone 

or myon arch, iris nictitating, crinolines and

raffia, in the organ of Corti, murmurings

of roses damask, conches involuntary.




Janis javelins, jete or jettison, jib or

Jeu d’ esprit, jibe or jinx upon the winds,

V figure, N favor, as the notch north 

begins, Josie de vivre.


Iris concerns of Ipse dixit, isthmus the

itineraries of auxiliaries implicit, spears of

spruce, imp tips of inclined iron, Icarus 

to the ilks of time.


Paradigm of perch, far podiums of

last perestroika, plafond once the perfect

horizon, plaintiffs now the plainclothesmen,

of plum or plumage sky.


Azimuth averring avail, as avarice avenge

to climb, the amber autocracies of autumn, 

unctions of au courant, the burnt attritions 

of auburn, aspic amaranth astride.




Primuline yellow, quince, 

auramine, azo flavine, Spanish ocher,

chrome carotene, carminette, posits

of iron Goya, still searching for 

burnt umbers of Argos brown Autumn. 

Zinc’s of pigeon neck, Payne’s gray,

silvering plumbago, fielding pearls, acier 

or slate, sheet or fleece achromasia, 

in the tone less swans or dampened 

lilies, whitings glib Mid-winter.

The apricot of sable,

daub or tucked in Saxe blue, jouvence,

malori, blue Celeste, aniline purple, 

heliotrope, Hortense violet, or Perkins 

violet, spring is coming, plum parasols 

and Tyrian vines, wines fuchsia.

Cornflower skies, moirés pattern,

pointillists of Turnbull burele’

and stippling clouds, corbeau fingers

of direct black, the raven haired lockets 

return, drawn from soils burnet,

Argosies of summer heat.




The lantern stars, stones chaffing the flints of

glee, incandescent the eyelashes wink of illuminating 

night, the blue men and their strings of lights.


Epiphanies which chant the joys of the foregone

days of Chantilly, certain the dawn will find another,

in the hard work of the sun, or labor of the ray.


The terrestrial japanning all for rest, nights which

lay beside us, turn the pillows, tea from the sun assign 

the morning’s cup, in camomile of savory flowers.


Recollect to redeem the fears which our weak and

crescent criers chant, or threatening voids of copper tarnish 

the crosses carry, garden love, is present Samaritan. 




I desire the assemblies of Nandin, the crowds

of Senna and symplocos, lanes of the kittiwake,

traffic of moa, the turtle dove, apart from the calamity 

of feckless people forever taking, the gold of marsh

marigolds, the greenways of mayflowers.


Come partner, synod of Sweet William, gazing

forests of filtered light, inglenooks of wild violets,

fill my hands by pale green spades, numbering 

hectares by the signets of the stars, acquiring acres

tranquil, Rodin flowers brave to open.


Come idle to the meadows, leave place for the

butterflies, the plain and daily sparrows, tulips 

pair to pi, polysyllabic triunes of phalaropes

singing, creole koine and Beche-de-Mer, beyond

our native tongue of cacophony.




The skylark morning walked among the grouse,

rice birds and sunapee trout, slipping it fell upon

the shale, cutting the shins of the clouds. 


Assuming must weep, thought the rhea and ring

ouzel, but the borer, peachtrees and buprestid beetle

knew best, for thunderclouds a sturdy quest.


But tiny pillory took her bruise away from the

rest, I won’t grow, I can’t rain like this, black

Orpington grazed a cognizant laugh.


I will assert the Chiroptera do better, you can 

remand that scuff if you make a breeze, breath cove 

small alter, mend as your hide is entirely variable,

acquiesce your near by pleats of regrets. 




Within residuals, interior resins, ester or spirit,

polishes of memorials, fig wax of primary 

fascinations, Ghedda. Interior margins of

Celestine, rosins of Sonora lac, Zanzibar 

coral, opoponax, lusters of cachibou or Bengal

kino.

Conceptions of native metals, rare earth, bullion

of others noble, opencast or alabaster, herbals,

myrrh, seed lac and tragacanth, hatchettine come

garnet, come fools gold or coke. Regulus of soft

nickeline beings and placer smiles, graces of

asafetida and carrageenan retreats.




Astringent, austere, I draw a briar from

flint-hearted thoughts, comfort withering in

Timon of America’s Tartarean cross.


Forbear the unsparing conceit of both the

vixen and the hellion, their racketeering of

an acerbic and gunsel, chauvin faith.


Hellhags and the ogresses in of sideburns 

disguised as prayers, to turning the other

cheek, holy children for the gun.


Ruthless all shrifts of mercy, Alceste the

warlocks of the courts, Valais blacknose, 

or Blue Texel, innocence sacrament scarified,

spar contemptuous, the greater Christ.




Fig at Ta Prohm, faith overgrown,

The ruby glass bracelets of Tibetan cherry,

what shone assess of luminous beginnings, 

for the trees of Oyamel forest, I lend the

tribe of Monarch hope, for those I love.


For those I lift in color, every exuberant

pallet of the rainbow eucalyptus, why does

the water cinch by thole or marling hitch,

pair concourse to the leaf, lightest of

bowknots tender within the hasp? 


Waters fluid by labyrinths of daedal, do

not carry volition, it’s assaying parts are

are in governance of temperature, leaving

apparitions to the sun and the moon, so I

give Mangrove forests, to the peculiarities of 

the salted seas.




Watcher of the Southdown, of Targhee or Kerry Hill,

shelters Shepard in walk by dry canes and tarry white,

there by the sharp profiles of Great Dane and the Irish

water spaniel, in the merits of soft grass, I find the 

rebirth hopes of Kale.


Summoner where the ruminant and the parochial come

to peace, the teal air in support of psittacine, the nidificant

bare benevolence, the drifting prompt up upland hill, nobles 

safe of stronghold carrying, the early feathers of columbine,

to the rookeries and to the Heather vail.


No cane to threatened by the will of the master, for rule

before the Rambouillet, the strings which fancy their desire,

every hunger of Cheviots, from the harebell to the lady’s

slipper, joys of the mayflower tails make note, springs of

jonquil, knotweeds in character of the kingcups.




To be the lane, the canopy of trees, when the aligned

lost find mantra, when the missions remit to touch,

comate the skin and the flowers, compeer, pardner,

Maecenas in amities of espirt gardens.


In the dividend of distant aspects, we placed an

orchard between us, contrite it’s breadth, the universe

gave way, all intermediaries to our akimbo of rapport 

skies, light more grande, than stars and gauntlets. 


Did we not raise the unfettered gold, the emeritus 

braise of retiral fields, to suspensions of throne Lindens,

our yeoman of red, and each saffron fear reconnoitered,

gray we redeemed with velvet skeins of purple.


Lush fruits brought sweet Montmorency, Lapins or

Skeena, there would be the bruise defrocked, of all

discrowning fires, from where the cosset fled, to bare

the lane forsaken, demarche of love in views of rescission,

the diminutives of unreachable earth, anguish.




Forests of the firebird, borders of finger comb 

grass, braids of tufted hair gama, silk grass

shoulders, autumn locks of red cane and greenbrier,

laurels sweet Timothy.


Violets of the sugarcane child, in the mazes of

little quaking zoysias, even they of canvas craft,

may not find her so concealed, adapting her measures 

to the sorghum, or scutches tan.


She is the heiress of candied apples, of sassafras

and peppermint, purple plums of silver Johnsons,

her rest on cotton grass pillows, zebra baskets, the heart 

she weaves, of flyway tines and moccasin flowers.




Charlotte Russe served fastnacht and flan,

glee and apple butter, but little to drink,

for the ceremonies of holiday, eggnog, birch

beer and coco, then nothing but cress and 

cos for hunger, save the strings of beans.


Might I kiss her lips for sugar plums, I

lift but stains of jaboticaba, Jaffa orange in

tart of undertone, pulasan 1945~ tangent 

earlier dates or raisins, bract to the cold

house, the finest castes of elder wines.


Bel Paese or Bellelay I pondered in haste 

to clear the palettes, but she though kohlrabi 

and celtuce better, I left the hatchway of 

draperies open allowing ideals to wander, for 

Charlotte was rose apple, not sugarplum.




The rhizome and the demitasse, inlays of rain

in the jigger of soil, and the anticipatory leaves

of Ashe county, who bare their back, when the

jorum clouds so assume, their loving cups.


All the chestnuts, and the children of the musette

bags, (some very old), all the acorns of haversack

or portmanteau, will soon be braised by the 

appraisers, of Christmas appetites.


I will make boxes from the totes of the seed 

cases, adding cork to the core crown closures,

and place a gemstone interior, to beat as heart,

drum their tiny dreams, of Saratoga trunks.




Pu’er Tuo Cha, piquant mocha in tea leave

readings of dining Asian butterflies, 

Genmaicha, in roasting grasses of morning,

Songs of Tea Gold Peonies.


The Silk Road of Sichuan, the brush foot

Nymphalidae surmount, ampules of white

flowers, rice milk and cucumber,

tisane nectars, Jasmine pearls.


I rise also in excerpt of flight, from the 

excoriations of oolong bruise, for the 

warming spices of drunken Begonia,

wandered honey, aloft, travelers chocolates.




Belling, 

the weeds of burdocks,

grist sands of theoretical ziggurats,

the bee’s nest,

of simpatico symptoms,

the current wasps of tissue,

pectin or marmalade,

jellied fears 

resonate.


Quivering,

abound the chinquapin,

creeping buttercups,

I who drop by pendulums,

or arc moons of night,

or sober trusts of sun,

afflicted atone the tears of glass

harmoniums,

for bravado the children

forgot.


Ringing,

rhythms uncharacteristic,

for the frightened hold little

of symmetry,

wintercreeper or ~ bittersweet

wither winter cold,

the bind weed around the edges,

peace as in novelty,

which chills bantams breath.




This black bread, 

rosemary,

yeast or tuckahoe,

caraway,

irons of wooden hearth,

thorough soft cores,

of the burning bush.


Bearable the rye, 

ergot,

anise, tarragon or savory,

famished lords

hunger, sweet cicely, 

appetite’s mullein,

wild marjoram.


Sage of sorrows,

the feverroot,

angelica or belladonna,

figwort, death camas

or criers of calendula,

herald yet first hyssops

humming!












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