In The Garden Of Her Bones~

I know I can go back

I simply know it

because . . . .

 

my skin remembers the stroke of midnights

on a path filled with well dressed roses

and poppy gourds shaking blue dust on the inside of their cheeks

coloring my iris with every blink of my many eyes

 

my ribs remember the texture of juniper bushes

in a cross brush on crawling knees

through the brambles to the cedar door

with brass latches

 

I had found the key tucked under my voice box

one night, in notes my windpipe wept in striations

against the tapestry of wild men

embroidered through a stone hall

 

I had followed the piano keys floating with pollen seeds

across an indigo sky, to the forgotten door

where my key bent tiny particles inside metal

and unhinged another world, another time

 

I know I can go back

I simply know it

because . . . .

 

my palms remember the marble skin of Boy

the glass transparency of his eyes

how he lay there wound in vines

in a coffin of violets, wearing a masculine version of my face

 

my hips remember the strong hands of my personal Pan

bent into my shoulders, his lute echoing off the bone walls of the garden

as he coaxed my tragedy of being alive another day

from between my floating ribs

 

I had found Pan years before, sewn into the leather spine of an old book

he had come loose with little coaxing of my marmalade fingertips

licking every drop from my aristocratic nails

following me back into my canopy of silks where he became a part of my frame

 

I know I can go back

backward with a song

a key

a boy tucked tightly in the nest of my sacral nerves

because I have never truly left the secrets of my garden

and Pan tells me that

to go forward

one must always go back

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Author's Note

for Kerry's Sunday Challenge #4 (The secret Garden)
http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/KERRY%27S-Sunday-Challenge-%234/13943/

Reviews

[Robin]

there are places , places of magic , places of healing , places of memories , and through your words , you guide us through this place of amazement , following the music of the curious heart , in wide-eyed wonder across this lush expanse , unveiling the secrets of this special garden ~

[Christie Moses]

this is lushly enchanting, and filled with such beautiful soul. I went back and read it over again. Amazing writing!

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Beauty tucked away inside a secret garden, hidden in intellecutal crevases.
This is like an absract painting; marvolous, creative, bittersweet and dripping in colors.

[Nobody]

Just brilliant. Evocative, sensual, florid... I could fill this box with adjectives. Theres so much emphasis on going forward these days, but so often I have found the value in reflection, dream, recollection. Autumn is just as sacred as spring.

[alan peter kelly]

and many eyes you have my dear...when i am in the comfort of my private place i like to read each word aloud...for the phonetics are as glorious to the ear as mind and your constructions sing so clear and precise that there is so close a sense of tactile that the written word could ever conjure...

[Bard Constantine]

Amazing write. There are hushed whispers that speak of dreadful secrets when I read this... something dark beyond the beauty of the words that make this tantalizing and haunting at the same time...

[C]

In the garden, in the garden.....and now I'm hunting out my Burnett to wander the paths again, looking for the door.

[Amy Bumpas]

Cute picture...this to me reminds me of a rape, of going back to the
memories, surviving, living again, and it all remains in the secret garden.

[Matthew Kult]

As always fabulous. I wish you luck in the contest, but I don't think you need it.


Matthew

[Dream Weaver]

An immaculate flounce back in time to a place
of reminiscent thoughts and sentiment.
As dreamy passages ensue.

[guiltyascharged]

This makes my mind explode. A very wonderful and great write filled with love, secrets, passion, excitement and trust. I love this so much. You filled every gap I've made! You did so good! You used all the write words at all the right times and the flow was just perfection!