Friday, December 16, 2022

Skyclad

Don’t look into the light at midday,
they
’ve said it is poisoned with sun. 

Don’t smell the scent of the night,
they
’ve said it rots with the moon.

Don’t touch your flesh to fresh rain,
they
’ve said clouds coat skin in bile.

Don’t listen to the chant in the wind,
they
’ve said it’s swarming with wails.

Don’t look, don’t smell, don’t touch, don’t listen,
don’t be, witch child.
They’ve said

“Shhh, dear heart,
I will sleep skyclad tonight:
flesh and bones serene
on Green Mother’s soil,
soul cloaked
in the ever-watching eye of my dead,
will powered
by the love of my living.

I shall kiss the morning
with sun-cackles
on my lips.”

But they’ve said

“Shhh, dear heart,
let
them say what they’ve been told to say
is real, the 
fear-ridden know little
of choice.”

 


Full Moon
, by SwartzBrothersArt

 - for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #57: Repeating Oneself, where Rosemary invites us to use repetition.

16 comments:

  1. Oh My! Be still my heart ~~~~ one of my most favorite Magaly poems (works of art!)

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  2. Beautiful! Entrancing! Makes me shiver with delight! (And I love the typographic fading of 'they'.)

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  3. Empowering and goose bump worthy. An anthem.

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  4. Being "sky clad" is definitely on my to do list for 2023 (pretty sure pictures won't be allowed lol) XXX

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  5. The typographic fading of 'they' works well here.

    My good wishes.

    All the best Jan

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  6. Goosebumps sprang up all over my skin as I read your powerful poem...Accomplished!

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  7. Beautiful empowering poem, Magaly. I love the idea of poem as mostly dialogue.

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  8. sleep skyclad tonight... love that.. the defiance and self-will!

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  9. Sometimes it's sad to see the lies being told to children (and adults too) and we wonder what paths they will take later in life.
    Your words remind me of that.

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  10. I love this poem. From Mama’s stories, I got the impression she was required to follow a lot of they say when she was young. Thank goodness she didn’t pay attention all time.

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  11. Love this poem Magaly...too many restrictions will always make us want to break away someday

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  12. I don't know how I missed this post, only to say I have been having trouble with my vision. I want you to know how happy I am that you are part of my blogging world and to wish you all the very best for 2023. Much love and hugs.

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  13. Hello, my Friend! Want to wish you an amazing, happy, peaceful, improved health status in 2023! Best wishes to you and your Piano Man ... my son and I leave for sunny Florida Sunday morning .... see you in February!!!!

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  14. A beautiful poem with art. I hope your new year has started with goodness.

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