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The Bone Singer

Published August 29, 2014 by rlmcdermott

and in her
turning is
a turning

back to
the blue
lichen
and fleshy
moss dripping
from bare
trees where
wild gods sit
and play
songs on
white bone

she has
grown old
underneath
a silent moon
waiting for
something
that never
comes–
to be loved again

and as
her small
feet strike
stone a
note is
struck
on bone
white bone
that sings
of home–
a place she’s
never known The Bone Singer

The Artist

Published February 27, 2014 by rlmcdermott

I’ve written
so many
poems
for you

and painted
pictures too

blue and
red and
gold on
paper made
of skin

I am
ashamed
of how
I’ve loved

a lantern
floating
in the sky

could not
have burned
as bright

I will
not stop
until
I reach
the sun

and all
my art
consumed
in flame
gives fiery
birth to your
sweet name