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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My ego-cracker, silent observer and prayer flag hoister … she birthed bloodied an embodied freedom seeker, genes helixed with slavery, in early hours of a winter’s day, cold was dark room petunia posy planter fed four mouths marjoram on Malay curry and rice, with scarcity being her best stage act when hunger a primary protagonist she announced there was nothing when everything circled happily, then declared abundance when cupboards stared dust Piscean, she presented toughest tests with hyacinth hands, only an embattled Heart would accede to, shook away delicious aloe dreams as tests rounded a corner with bed lamps flickering time out my spinal cord nerves entwined with hers, she decorated with wondrous wild animal decoupage vases, dispatching me on shopping chores when I planned dancing ~ my leap into sublimated Sovereignty depended on unraveling bonds binding us through lifetimes, countless ages, sotto scenarios swirling sorrowfully in shore walk shells I despairingly detached from her plundering pain, her principal pleasures, subtle oomph a sophisticated Archetype hallowed that Jung would label Grecian Urn shallow I offered awaiting Sky breasts, hips and sighs through strategies of temperance and slow witch manoeuvring my divinity and verses would have black burnt in futuristic coliseums had she not been Mother of trailing pegs, variegated embroidery cotton and oatmeal scones ~~~~~~~~~~~
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