all poems previously published in Rhythm N Bones Lit Issue 6: Love
Healing Anna breathes safely in the low-lit break-out room. Candles, scented rose and musk, embrace her like a lover. Feel free - to take time out For the first time ever since that time, you know, yes, that one, only one of many but the first the worst. Later, she learnt absence, disconnect to distance her from him from her body-self Feel free - to take time out She hugs herself and strokes her scarred arms. Re-joins way-back to here-and-now and times ahead. At last she's freed and comes back in. Possessed after The Air Suddenly Goes Cold, music by Olafur Arnalds by the moon goddess she stands in whiteness her light translucent skirts swirl in gathering ice-breezes her three faces crystalline and still I am afraid of her beauty afraid of the chill her shade casts over my bed my body and my mind as all becomes her all becomes white her hand beckons and I follow mesmerised I am finished I am no longer I I vanish into her drawn through her six stark apertures void of human eyes Woman as Anchor, Taken for Granted She dwells under currents of motion, waves whipped up by restless children, her partner's parries with the world. She steadies their long-ship home tethers it to herself, irrespective of the cost. The others don't look down, see below. They cast easy thank yous - when they remember, small comfort to her freighted soul. Over time, her metal rusts and she transforms converts to a lighter feral frame. Her final frantic storm, cuts her rope. Salted by all weathers she drifts away free at last to roam. Poems from the Fevers of the Mind Anthologies by Ceinwed E Cariad Haydon Poem by Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon : Release from Quarantine A Poetry Showcase for Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon Poems from the Fevers of the Mind Anthologies by Ceinwed E Cariad Haydon
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