18 February 2010
long distance
your body's text drips
with promise
carefully you detonate words
like bombs in my ears
imploding
into loving memory
to think that i could
not translate your expressions
identify the echoes of your sub-text
by now familiar
yet muted
by our distance
Fertility Tree
in this muddled and murky urban place
i behold a tree
fingertips of beautilful long and slender leaves
a curvaceous trunk holds her steady
with a legacy as amazing amazon queen of the city
she wears her battle scars well
solid, graceful, fertile, dignified
she has bled the blood of her ancestors
she's given birth
to a forest of trees
she was not without strong roots
her seeds had been sown
she stands unbreakable, unbendable, unafraid
in the chaos and peace of my knowing
i feel our connection
hear stories pouring from her branches
of her life in this muddled and murky urban place
where she was not meant to survive
untethered
and there i was
and so was She
we stood near
holding our breaths
crying ancient tears
crossing our fingers
whispering prayers
as the decision to let go
became our beautiful, beautiful freedom
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