Light in the Grave of Blooms

 Natural Woman ~ Susie Clevenger

Stars drop in glitter exclamations

among strands of braided auburn curls

as Antheia walks the grave of blooms.

 

Ignoring winter’s icy taunts, she dances

on the rotted breast of petals singing psalms

to sleeping spring of bright color soon to escape

the swaddling of dark roots.

 

With emerald brush she paints the blackened wool

of midnight’s scowl with swaths of green, and fills

her lungs with moonlight so every breath is seeded with a dream.

 

©Susie Clevenger 2021

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