Taken Standing in silver light of consumed moon Staring out to sea Hair, raven black Lifted by the wind Palmed rose, thorny Color of blood Clutched tightly to a heaving breast as tears flowed Skulls of saints calling to lost souls in watery graves Where pearls from tissue calcify in salty sea Continue reading “Taken -Poem of the Month – November 2020”
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Poetry For Healing 