Sunday, February 26, 2012

The Healing

I spread five fingers and five seasons came;
I kept the one that had no name.

I closed them 'round the stepchild month;
She felt like love when love is done.

I stuffed the lost one in my mouth,
And spoke things scratching to get out.

The Gypsy wrapped around my eyes,
And by blue evening I was blind.

She wormed her way into my ear,
And whispered quite like you, my dear.

She burrowed deep into my brain,
Sweet and sharp like blade and cane.

But when the sweet bitch found my heart,
She bit and sealed the broken part.

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Optional musical accompaniment.

17 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Hard to find anything adequate to say to this one, it's so complete in itself. From the first couplet to the last, each word carves its message; the heart is just a wall for its graffiti. One of your best and most cutting, Shay.

darkangelwrites said...

This one sings to me, like a dark Mother Goose Rhyme might.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This gypsy is a sly and certain one, isn't she. One day someone will call her out under moonlight and do battle for the lost souls she keeps hidden in her petticoats. I'd like to be an owl in a nearby tree when that goes down.

nene said...

The rhyme and content derived from what is between that finger in your ear and the synapses truly rings of your talent.

Like this one alot and always enjoy what hedgewitch and Kerry and lola and Kathy and etc, etc, etc say...

Sherry Blue Sky said...

One of your best, kiddo, and I do not know how you do it, but please never stop. I need to read you every day. It reminds me of What Is Possible, even though it is so far beyond my reach, I just have to admire the trajectory:) It is a brilliant thing to behold.

You should be famous. Truly. Send a book of your poems somewhere.

Lolamouse said...

The opening two lines of this are just mind twisting! Love it!!! Love the old Stevie Nicks vid too!

Mama Zen said...

Every line of this is just brutal in its perfection.

myheartslovesongs said...

what they said!

imma speechless!

Lynn said...

That ending is amazing.

jozien said...

this indeed is very very...
well you know

Sioux said...

Every damn day, Shay, you amay-ze us. (Okay, I was trying too hard to dopily rhyme. Forgive me. But it's true.)

HermanTurnip said...

Are these lyrics to a Frank Zappa song? ;-)

Again, great work! You had me hooked at the first two lines...

TexWisGirl said...

(psst... hello!)

Cloudia said...

that final line is mythic!


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Daryl Edelstein said...

I have a bandaid for that ...

TALON said...

Absolutely amazing, Shay. I think it's one of my favorite of your writings. Dazzling.

Isadora Gruye said...

If Jack White were a girl and a little less scared of his shadow, he would write songs like this. I dig the swampy/ gypsy feel. Your sense of mystical always brightens my day, as you use it so smartly!

Viva la