muddy water, verdant earth

the captive closes her eyes..

 

she floats on clouds

 

memories sweep the valley like a swift breeze

that whispers that the river cannot take her soul

 

rushing waters usher the past

forward into the present

 

there is a girl child on the bank--

emphatically she speaks,

"the lion can bite you

or the lion can lick you."

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elPintor

Sat 24th Sep 2016 13:54

Hi, David and Stu,

Thanks for commenting and I'm happy you both liked it. I wavered a bit about even posting this one, but I'm glad I did.

elP x

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Stu Buck

Fri 23rd Sep 2016 12:35

this is excellent. your writing is so beguiling and intriguing, and so open to interpretation (not vague in a bad way, just i always feel when i read your poetry that you are merely spinning a web that can be traversed in many different ways).

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