The moon and three stars
Have as their witness:
A Witch in her ritual finery
Hello Kitty pajamas
Toe socks
A cup of chai cooling on the rail
She's standing
like a cottonwood tree
Arms wide and quivering
The moon and three stars
Haloed in cloud
A few crickets
Beyond that the interstate
Cars going by
At three in the morning
While a Witch
And the moon
And three stars
Have communion
Disguised
Cleverly
As insomnia.
(I am declaring it Poetry Week here at DDtM, partly to inspire myself out of my creative funk, and partly because I happened across some old poetry of mine that I didn't find laughable, and can't resist sharing a bit of it. There are three or four of these forthcoming, most of which are about religion, some not so much. Forgive my self-indulgence.)
03/24/05
What a beautiful and cute poem! I love your writing.. and I just found this blog from someone's vox :). Much Blessings to you, Sister!
xo-Ren
Posted by: Ren | July 12, 2007 at 10:14 PM
I love this. The language and imagery are clear, the repetition is just enough. Lovely.
Posted by: Luna | July 26, 2007 at 01:17 PM