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something dark
moves on the bed shapeless shifting where are its arms where are its legs its a lady swaddled in the past making up other plans as she sleeps in her coccoon she dropped the rabbit it ran far away wore out her ruby dancing slippers bartered them for an extra shiny silvery leg the other one which left her deepest footprint is no longer steady no longer forgives her magic stair steps the staircase has been rolled away now she'll have to crawl have to drag herself and find another way the music the dance the magic garden her glad-filled and expressive ways are now fair-weather friends from another day it wasn't right for them to abandon her and whispering in her ears false promises they didn't intend to make the crows and ravens her risen dear ones from decades formed of the past have come to let her know when she leaves the world her ticket's punched the clouds are readied she hasn't failed they'll wing her to something new within her grasp soon the ground grows distant all is altered to a fading smaller scale their black wings strain to lift her up to where her pespectives changed where her arms are light and rise like sails the sun the moon smile and nod as they begin to turn away the lost cat in her no longer needs to hide in her head she hears her good friend coyote wail her eyes glance up her arms spread out as if to hold onto the skies she smiles she gasps she feels the wind she sees the beauty before her eyes she latches on and the stars go out. LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 8:05AM PST SEPTEMBER 1 2021 AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITE/AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD WRITTEN AFTER A NIGHT INTO DAY OF DREAMING. DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE THIS WAS ONE HOT MESS...SOMETIMES YOU CANNOT EXPLAIN THE WEIRD RANDOMNESS THAT IS A DREAM SO I REWROT/RE-EDITED THE ENTIRE POEM 9:35AM 9/2/2021 LET US HOPE THIS MAKES MORE SENSE THAN TO JUST ME NOW AND THAT THE MESSAGE AND VISION IS CLEARER. Vote for this poem |
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