have you ever had tea with the birds
way up in a nest?
have you ever laughed 'til your belly
felt silver flames warm your chest?
have you ever cried a sea of tears
in a birch grove in a wood?
the same place you buried your heart
the morning he left for good?
red silk threads left behind
with discarded cups of chai
rose petal beads
tenderly placed in the earth,
an offering the land wights
accepted with a sigh.
have you ever felt nothing
under your feet
when you looked down at the ground?
have you ever allowed
a comforting hand on your back?
silent gesture is louder
than any sound.
Poem from "Spinning Hair Into Gold" copyright 2019.
It took tremendous lion's courage for me to start sharing my poetry on this blog, even though the above poem has already been published in "Spinning Hair Into Gold." I started this blog as a way of sharing my poems, story threads, news about my writing, and any other magical puzzle pieces. This will be my online writer's notebook.
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