Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Red Planetary Serpent/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 3




10 Chicchan


Red Planetary Serpent

 

I swallow down the full Moon whole

 She melts upon my Tongue –

She settles in my Belly while

I drink the Wine of Kingdom come

 

She takes a silver Ride inside

Where Flesh had been until

The container of a future Life

Fell beneath a Surgeon’s Knife

 

Scalpel cut Sinew and Nerve

Creating open Space –

My Womb is in the Tomb

But even More is in its Place

 

My Progeny are Prose and Poetry

Conceived in the Soul by Night –

Infants unnumbered are borne

On a bright shining Beam of blue Light.

  

©Kleomichele Leeds 





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