On Writing

POEM A DAY – Sept. 6 & 7

September 6

Closure Freedom

… during the interview
as the words
flew out of my
mouth like
starling miracles
that waning shadow
of self-doubt lifted
its veil beauty in
sky sanctuary salvation
and my heart
fluttered anew
expanding beyond
the necessary trauma
darkness arts proclaim

September 7

to my mother on her 70th birthday

I will hold your hand on the crone path
hold your heart into love’s extraordinary oblivion

we are souls of the same sacred wounds
it is an honour to pain together

I will hold your you in me: skin, smile, sacrifice
I will sing your praises into angel wings

these years are love’s love songs
thank you for showing me how to magic

this music of muses: let’s dance, shall we?
into the moon’s madness and mystery

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