Stain of Heaven

just thinking of gods

i pretend to be content

with glimpses of Heaven...

blue wings spread deep

and high, sacred flames below

(forgotten but never gone)

stigmata flowing, 

Shiseido red, ruby sweet

(still quenching the masses)

eye patch in a weathered face

ravens wings, beating

timed to hearts the world round

(my father, their father)

women in threes, 

hags of fate, or queens or maids

(innocent, cruel, wild -

virgin, w***e, warrior)

yet they all slip away

no matter how hard I grasp

so i am left with the Stain

of Heaven on my hands.

Reviews

[Emily B]

oh, wow

[SpitfireGrrrl]

Thank you!

[Distant horizons]

Wonderful write. I just have to go look up sheseido red :-)

[SpitfireGrrrl]

Thanks again! Actually, I spelled it incorrectly - Shiseido red - it's a color of make up ;)

[Distant horizons]

Ah :-)