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Memory Canal
Memory's canal lay weeping,
Maiden pours cooled wine.
I mull, a transparent cocoon
eyes deep in dark-ember'd fire.
She speaks in foggy whisper
to weigh stones in my mind.
Head-tilt in shadow, she reaches-
body-shakes grow tamer in time.
Crackle-sounds deem hungry flame
She wraps me in billowing folds.
I strangle a gasp at power there
in All those changing eyes hold.
She claims ability to heal each ache
"But first, scratch off old scabs"
To start with a clean settled slate
"we must accept all we have had."
I resist the burn as it spreads,
relieved only to breathe again.
For, if this Grace shall save me
I'd gratefully shed prior whim.
So eloquent, She holds me inside
I lap at bliss invading my bones.
Shuck off the dust of many roads
present my soul- through Her folds.
In tears, She eyes the gaping hole
takes my offer sweetly in hand.
Gives back a new me- shiny, complete
with a small shard in hints of a man.
Adoring raw, now rubbed so smart
I see dark glowing pieces of me.
'Neath glittered-haze & crystal's stain
lay Deity's grant of new destiny.
Humbled am I, given future advice-
"Live habitually to remain free..
Love only best, with adoration of self
in one man- will staunch every bleed."
Deity gone, a soul-beat in time
I stand much larger than I seem.
Kiss Her lips, on wind of thanks
I bask in warm-gone of Her breeze.
Published 30th May 2015
| Edited 20th Jul 2015
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30th May 2015 3:21am
She claims ability to heal each ache-
"But first, must scratch off old scabs"
To start with a clean settled slate-
"We must accept all that we've had."
Beautifully put, darksighs.
30th May 2015 10:07am
This one poured out in bits and tangles of me..
Warm thanks for readin' dearest..always-always!
huggs
~d
Warm thanks for readin' dearest..always-always!
huggs
~d
Anonymous
30th May 2015 9:38am
"But first, must scratch off old
scabs"...
... reminds me a little of something rumi said about the wound being the place where light enters you
loved!
scabs"...
... reminds me a little of something rumi said about the wound being the place where light enters you
loved!
30th May 2015 10:02am
So profound- your comment lady-lovie..
Read that! with this:
"..The only thing I know is this:
I am full of wounds and still standing
on my feet." (NK)
(in my brain- you are!)
So true and *stunning connection, ty-ty
tahs & luv
~d
Read that! with this:
"..The only thing I know is this:
I am full of wounds and still standing
on my feet." (NK)
(in my brain- you are!)
So true and *stunning connection, ty-ty
tahs & luv
~d
30th May 2015 2:48pm
30th May 2015 5:40pm
So in turn.. I say thank you sweetly! Off the beaten path, have I ventured with this..
mwahs ;)
ty-ty
~d
mwahs ;)
ty-ty
~d
Anonymous
30th May 2015 8:50pm
This is word magic, subtle dark beauty!
30th May 2015 11:04pm
My muse thanks you kindly fer stopping in!
So glad you enjoyed the journey ;)
be well!
~d
So glad you enjoyed the journey ;)
be well!
~d
31st May 2015 8:30pm
1st Jun 2015 1:36am
