The Coven
The dance had you then,
after you buried your womb
in the blue black earth
prepared, sanctified
by your dozen partners, crones
under the full moon.
I watched, took this risk
knowing my mortality
at stake in this place.
September 25, 2010 3:02 PM
Take care Christopher.
ReplyDeleteI know, right? A dangerous thing. Possibly not something to do very often. But that was back nearly four years ago when I wrote that, the next thing queued up. Why the heck do they spell queue that way??
DeleteYou write so well Christopher! It's always a delight to read :) Hope you are doing well friend. ((Hugs))
ReplyDeleteI am well enough. Still upright.
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