Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Gentle Hands Pink Petals Sweet Nectar
(three short poems)
I
My brother has never
seen a flower
in bloom.
II
My sister strikes
down a pole
shakes
and wanes beneath
the shattering earth.
III
I am your god incarnate.
My flesh is your flesh.
I drink water from your well.
St Scho, 8:50 am
(07/19/05)
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