it was the time the moist mist parted,
the mother tree emerald with light
it was the time the blue bird blazed
a plumed display to dazzle my eye
it was the time the pearls whispered
to swim in waves beyond my play
it was the time the elder shared
her warmest smile, her eyes so pale
it was the time my sisters adorned my skin
in red earth, their hands gentle and cunning
it was the time alone in the heart I heard
myself alive, the forest breathing
it was the time the shadow came,
danced the blood blade within my secret cave
it was the time one became two became one,
within the root I found my warmest smile seeded
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The Blood Blade
Re: The Blood Blade
Nice lang/imagery!
Love "blue bird blazed"
Confused on the blood blade, but it shifts the poem darker?
Love "blue bird blazed"
Confused on the blood blade, but it shifts the poem darker?
Re: The Blood Blade
Thanks P. Pleased you enjoyed the expression. Whether the 'blood blade' makes the poem darker depends on the reader.
best
Phil.
best
Phil.
Re: The Blood Blade
I don't have a clue what this one is "about" but it certainly appeals to me in an ancient tribal ritual way. the beautiful imagery is saved from some kind of romanticism by the intro of savagery as well. Interesting write.
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Thank you Linda. Pleased it appealed and interested.
all the best
Phil
all the best
Phil
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Agree with @indar; confused but enjoyed it.
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She is a virgin being wedded. The 'blood blade' is the male organ.
best
Phil
best
Phil
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ah-ha, never wuda got that.