A great big thank you to each and every one of you… whose blogs I have thoroughly enjoyed….I will work hard to meet your wisdom, creativity and humanity….
“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it.”
I recently updated and reworked this piece. …Curious behavior on my part….
Blood gushes from the near dead deer,
The fury of her marrow spilt.
I see in your eyes
the pain and the fear
as you’re lying there, still.
Beneath her breastbone, a gentle throb growing fainter.
Split the world!
Blood burns crevices as rivers flush through,
rinsing away traces.
And innocents float freely to blue skies
catching glimpses of red they left behind.
Enraged ghosts howl out of the ground,
whirling and whining,
avenging deer blood.
April 7, 1983, Poem by D Pomeroy in another life
Art by D Pomeroy 2010