Red Rhythmic Dragon/ Cosmic Turtle Moon of Presence, Day 7

6 Imix

 Red Rhythmic Dragon

I descend at the Height of Day

Mind awake

  Eyes wide open –

 

I find dead my Maidenhead

A Land of Love strewn with Bones

Dry white Skeletons sitting on Stones –

Life decayed/ Care delayed

Turns Landscapes deathly gray

 

 Wind blows through Bones –

Sounding moans both high and low

For Years and Generations

No Family here –

  Bones alone

 

Shame eats the Flesh of Love

A gaping Maw of guilty Acts

Consumes the Meat that might sustain us –

Furies - Harpies dive

To take the Smile from smiling Lips –

A Hand too frightened to caress

Hits hard and hits again –

Hearts break open –

Red Rage grows –

 

Hear the Breeze

Blowing on Bones –

Too little Tenderness too late

Can neither stop the Wind

Nor alter Fate. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds