Sky poet
Breathing star music
Chanted in ancient days
Listen….. Hear the singing silence
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At dusk the voice calls
From the Sea of Marmara Salt sweet on the breeze Moon dark is my lost country My otherworld He drank the pain The scent of love Dark stone Sugared poison The cards inside
A hidden face Not my fate My freedom I am walking in glass slippers Through pools of silver fire Across the sun rising inside the earth Dark trees tremble in this mirror world Rain soaked grass shadows the light breaking morning Silent, alone, I dream of laughter The clawed queen holds my voice Bound in a golden hair she ripped from my head I dare not speak in case the universe dissolves The crystal slippers glitter The queen's gift, the mark of possession Stumbling forward, a hidden stone shatters the glass Dark blood roses tangle across the sun Feeding the earth with flowers seeded from pain A cry, my first, breaks the silence I kneel in the rainwater, gathering the fragments Expecting sharp nails to tear my skin Poisoned air to close up my throat Instead, sweet lilacs fall from my mouth In the distance a scream and the snapping of talons I am singing and walking with blood soaked feet My words are stars carried on the morning Sugared petals glowing in the sun Mary Josefina Cade |
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