Heart Break Recovery

Be yourself but not like that, she heard over and over and over again

Tiring of the over and over and over explanations of inadequacy of what she was supposed to

Do

Say

Be

Who everyone else said she should

Do

Say

Be

Without really listening to her pleas for understanding her understanding of what she should

Do

Say

Be

Her soul scatttered in outbreak shattered on the glass floor

Surrending almost then suddenly seemingly out of a nowhere space

A raven swooped down and picked at her heart to the very bones of her soul

He whispered:

Be

Say

Do

The Duchess of Austin Dell


Where the folded flower fell upon shadows of watery webs ebbing tide

A single dove settled upon a wispy branch bending it yielding to the weight of her yearning

she sat for a spell then cast her coo-coo-cooing across the creek in state of sunrise scintillating prismatic light in search of her lover

silence first fell upon shadow of bay laurel deep in scent and flowering

then, in yonder distance, an echoing wave through dappled light came her twin spirit’s call through the under canopy of trees older than God

recapitulation was imminent 

Soon grey skies turned gossamer as her wings took flight