CONNIE!!!

As usual Connie knows me too well X:-)
...She lead me to this beautiful piece...
by Christine of: http://www.blisschick.net/

...and it called to something so deep inside of me that the emotion it evoked slipped unrestrained from my eyes, as it still is right now...

...I had a dream last night that my 'Dragonfly' disappeared and l was left in the dreams of my past, as they tried to talk to me of my future...

...I guess l need to ask myself why my tears still live so close to the surface...


Talisman

There are moments when I allow myself
to indulge in a fantasy where I run away.
It’s always the same.

I would head somewhere warm
like the south of France or Spain,
anywhere I can wear sandals and
short pants almost all year.
I have a bike with a basket,
a small cottage, and gardens
that feed and flower twelve months.

The strangeness of the place,
the distance from where I
now am, the sun, the blueness,
the salt in the air; finally, all of this,
would be enough to rot
this umbilical cord of fear
that trips me up, that keeps
me tied down.

It would rot and I could
easily slice it
with an old kitchen knife.
I would plant its remains
under the tomatoes
and bandage my belly button,
rubbing it with lotion
while it scabbed over,
until, on its own, it fell off.

Then I would place
that scab, that final piece
of you, in a jar on my writing
table, so as not to forget,
a talisman, a source for poems,
stories that must be told,
but no longer a source of pain,
no longer allowing
your blood to boil
in mine.

--christine c. reed

...So beautiful, my spirit whispers to me...