March 8, 2012

poem 72 of a poem a day for 2012

Demeter abstract  

womb scream
nearly full Moon
water broke
a hard woman
yokes what
this fire stokes 
a desire
for what Love
can do when
you want
for more
of yourself
to give

this poem
is for my mother
who blessed me to live
and without such 
bent drive tinder 
holding a torch bearing 
I wouldn't know 
how we garden
our souls 
by wading 
in the reeds
this is how
vessels cup
what needs
do for smiling
to remember
each passage 
through time 
each till 
each spin 
each gravity 
each cradle
each linger
that renews us
from within

EJR (c)

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