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Dead buds on these limbs to bring forth a malice spring
bleached blossoms become a whiter shade of guilty red
                made heavy from the owl that landed in broken flight
my invisible noose to hang the sun that frames thy head.



This "nothing" is a place of placid belief with stale breath
cold bark decays and renews, like the shedding of sin
             soft cries billow forth, from a widow that mourns her lover
an amnesia fills the sky; forgetting when and how to begin.



Esoteric branches that touch the hallowed questioning
a perch for the soulless that seek asylum from the storm
            the bow breaks, another cradle will rock.....watch it fall
land softly, rain shatters like glass, my blood is lukewarm.

Reviews

[Stacey Watts]

Nature and life's renewal. So beautiful the words you created here. I read the most beautiful things in your poetry. I find myself with this one just in awe. I have to agree with the others here, your imagery is always fantastic. I love the journey. Thank you.

[Amila Jay]

Gets lost in thought after reading this, a beautiful write:-)

[Aidz]

The hairs raise on the back of my neck...this is sweeeeet, love every piece of this

[EMF]

I do like a poem that slams your bollocks in a vice and tightens it. Such passion in words that describe such emptiness. The blandness of grief described by a screaming wind. Truly beautiful. I interpret as I interpret. People will read in what they want. I'm just waiting for the review that see's erotica in it. (There's always one). But I know I will return here again and again. Not necessarily seeking to understand, but because it's so damn good

[Lily Mae]

The visual is cold and has that feeling of death..the unyielding emptiness.. and yet the truth is..there are timeless stories that have been birthed here..some have died here.. Seeking asylum and yet with a resignation that none of it really matters.. It just is... But that is just me interpreting a Master Poetess so..lol that's where I went..xo

[Kenneth The Poet]

Awesome...really awesome in fact.