Monday, April 4, 2011

The Dead Woman Got Up



The dead woman got up--

Thank Goddess for hard rains and fingernails.

Those who would rise, give up black for blue,

Earth for sky.



The dead woman leant against a tree--

Its bark like the skin of a mummy-baby,

But her with no heart to be lured back with,

Exchanging love for leaves,

Mud,

And droppings.



She can lure no man,

Bear no child;

She doesn't care how clean your house is.

She hasn't got a thing to wear,

She has forgotten her own name,

She kisses the dogs who fight over her bones and names them--

Cerberus,

Anubis,

and Sugar.



The dead woman gets up--

Spends a week in the underbrush, falling apart,

Skin flaking away, blood turning thick and black.

Underneath,

A changeling, a hoodoo queen, neither virtuous nor innocent

Shines in the moonlight,

Smiles, starts walking,

Fearsome,

Careless,

Not really dead at all.

________

20 comments:

mac said...

I know her !

Jesse????

Brian Miller said...

sheding the chrysalis of humanity she becomes...hmmm...makes me wonder what it was that killed her in the first place...she probably read too much haiku...

snort, love the names of her dogs...

Mama Zen said...

Cerberus,
Anubis,
and Sugar.

I love that. Cerberus is one of Baby Puppy's current obsessions.

hedgewitch said...

"..Those who would rise give up black for blue/Earth for sky..." the edgy dark tone, like the veil on the woman in the pic, almost hides how absolutely beautiful the images are, how perfect, the baby mummy-skin, the dogs who fight for her bones disarmed by naming them, the week falling apart and the final soul-hatching...just totally out of the park, the whole thing.

(Brian's haiku line's pretty damn good, too. ;-) )

Lynn said...

Spooky. :) And great dog names, too.

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

Cerberus,

Anubis,

and Sugar.

And that right there slayed me...

Raven said...

Love the dog names. Hahaha

Wonderful, stunning, vivid imagery. I kinda feel like this woman.

ellen abbott said...

dark magic

Sioux said...

I think this is one of your spirits that you worked too hard! She could not handle the pressure of writing a phenomenal poem in the span of one day...

Kim Nelson said...

This IS a clever gypsy poem. I think I'm a gypsy at heart. And I know I'm clever. Is this my story?

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Fantastic and phantasmagorical. If that's a word. This poem is so good, all my comments just shrivel up in awe. You are brilliant.

Patricia Caspers said...

Its bark like the skin of a mummy-baby-- Fabulous line. I love a strong, un-dead woman. Nice work!

Sara said...

I like the idea of the rebirth? in this poem. It makes me think of how many times we have to do this in our lives; die and get up again.

moondustwriter said...

Ooo love the feel behind the words. I can hear air without oxygen as she passes by

Shay You R 2 Good!!!

Helen said...

I'm with Rene ... the dogs' names! Priceless ... as is your poem.

Jimmy Webb wrote my Glen Campbell recorded songs ... By The Time I Get To Phoenix and Wichita Lineman. What an incredible talent.

Ami Mattison said...

So, you got me at the first line, which is a-mazing and I'm still snickering over "Cerebus, Anubis, and Sugar." But I really love the last stanza the best. How she transforms and is somehow reborn from the undead into something else entirely. Anyway, I identify. I know exactly what a zombie feels like.

Hannah Stephenson said...

I love this one a lot...so creepy, and so good...

HermanTurnip said...

Is it weird that I'm listening to Bauhaus as I read this? The perfect background music for beautiful/sardonic poetry...

Joanna Jenkins said...

That rocked!!!!
jj

Daryl said...

Shines in the moonlight, I have seen her .. I have been her