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Meridian Lines

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Meridian Lines
 
I have been opening the meridian lines
Gathering knowledge 
Stretching the lines of communication like the marks on my hips
 
Gaining greater understanding,
 of who the hell I may actually be
 
I am collecting all the pieces of myself
Bits from here and there
I am putting them back together again
with tiny much needed kisses 
and boxes of ribbon
 
I am sewing up the space
 left in this empty cradle 
that has been cut deep in my womb
 
I am filling it up with the sweetness of spring
Gathering blossoming flowers
crocuses, camelias, plantain and honey
 
I’m eating only love from now on
Filing in the small cracks, of all my walls
Spackling them with golden light and tenderness
 
All the mouse holes are being covered up
They are being evacuated as I write this
 
I’m sealing up all the windows and the doors to keep the heat in
 
At night
I’m cutting all my cords,
unplugging all my lines
Until there is only me
 
Until I am full of warmth 
and this body is once again my home.

poetrycontemporaryfree versefree form

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Wood

Fri 20th Jul 2018 20:38

very well done work.
thank you for sharing.

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Rachel Bond

Thu 23rd Feb 2012 22:43

so warm. i love my home too. my body a bit tired but i love my personal space. the internet is intrusive if we allow it. your poem makes me want to turn it off and have a nice hot bath :)

great writing.

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