Log In
Saracen woman
By M Morgan
I'll see you there
weaving in the rock
turning the wheel
continuous and numbing
using your hands sticking your fingers
weaving yarns in his unfinished story
trapped, lonely
I'll see you there
No need to be
Mother or Wife
An enchanted Moorish
sitting on her stone bewitched
guarding
his treasure for herself
forgotten, dreamy
I'll see
you there
causing nightmares
singing their songs
telling their stories
leaving their children in the window
just to see the pine rocking
no chances, forced
I'll
see you there
passionate for your lost love
being what
you dont want to be
draw into wires, spinning
sitting on
her tinny place and
embroidering!
Goodbye Mom!!
Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
Ask the author first.
Copyright 2012 M Morgan
Published on Sunday, November 25, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Saracen woman"
Log in to post comments.
-
A former member wrote:
Beautiful...loved it.
-
On Sunday, December 2, 2012, dwells
(4285)
wrote:
Always know when it's time to fly away! You will know it when it happens - Cheers MM!
-
On Tuesday, November 27, 2012, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Everything , love , wife , companionship , even death are all connected to the spinning wheel of life turning out a frabic of life of disappointment and burried dreams amonst the barren rocks .
-
On Sunday, November 25, 2012, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
at the end, the child bids farewell to the woman whose life was consumed by her spinning wheel, & the child will always remember her in that solemn scene. nicely crafted tapestry...
-
On Sunday, November 25, 2012, Strataic
(100) wrote:
Weaving things you'll never forget... nice read thanks.
M Morgan's Latest Works Feed
Join