*poem published in Coven Poetry, 2021.
at witching hour
she enchants the sky,
binding the stars with her elder wand
when the moon drips on her tongue,
she breathes into her bones
and her spirit spills through her nostrils
she jolts to the sky
where she unfolds;;;
she erupts in rolling thunders,,,
slides constellations through her hair,,,
tangles herself on rays of sun,,,
and blossoms into all-encompassing all-pervading awareness
she surrounds all penetrates all upholds the galaxy eternal she is endless
she is ALL THAT IS
…………………………………………………………………..
when the charm fades, her skin tingles
as she is drawn back into her flesh
in which she crashes with beautiful violence
her essence melds into her figure, sliding through blood vessels
her spirit curls between her fingers
her soul swells inside her mouth
and from ALL THAT IS
she becomes
A MICROCOSM
A FRAGMENT OF THE WHOLE
amaryllis 