Sunday, October 27, 2013


                                                        le Jardin/ 1962/ Max Ernst

THANK YOU, TESS...for Magpie Tales...


My resolve cuts a swathe,
thinks it is the wind,

I clutch a handful of detritus,
fools me,
looks like diamonds,
really a shard of glass,
sculpting an edge within me.

The wind stirs again,
a cloud
blows its cheeks
to comic effect.

Is it yesterday,
today, tomorrow?

Same clutch, release, bleed.
Demeter around my neck,
ancient amulet
caresses my skin.

Promises engorge me,
I'm the mother,
I'm a mother,

afraid that dying will end it all.

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Sunday, October 6, 2013

MAGPIE...Prompt #189

                                                             image/ CRILLEB 50

THANK YOU, Tess, at Magpie Tales


Got a minute?
There's one flying by,
looks like a Bird of Paradise,
just sliced itself out
of its speckled haven.

Pure before sin,
living its first minute
as infinity licks it clean.

A free pass,
then life spreads its wings.

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