In trying to find something completely different, I came upon this. It’s an old piece, but still interesting, I think. It stills brings everything about how I felt and where I was in life. I think I like it.
Wishing, wanting, waiting upon a tapestry of darkened stars
Watching the fire burn within each memory hidden not under non yet behind my brow seeing the past as clearly as the present waves of salt water tears that lap upon my minds shores A life explained away in fridge poetry Snaches of song, Tuppence of rhyme Being aware of the grinding thumping of this waterbeasts engine propelling me to my everycalled home Dwelling upon those known and maybe lost. HE TOOK MY BONES AND GAVE ME ICE then I ran away because he was leaving I ran away into what became solstice into what became my gifting he took my bones and gave me ice