I watch the way the flame Changes the wood The smaller pieces writhe And twist and then surrender To their appointed fate
The logs are dry and soon The fire claims them From within ~ till What was once so solid Has turned to weightless ash
They say that matter cannot Be created or destroyed But only changed in nature Ice to liquid or to gas Solid flesh to spirit only
What they call science I call magic ~ I cannot Think of it in any other way Perhaps it’s just the language and Not the logic that divides us
Where you call gravity and fractals And cats which either live or don’t All scientific questions To me they are the stuff of magic Gifts of a whimsical Universe
There were elements Of alchemy Throughout the house The very air was filled With mystery
And in the darkness Deeper shadows lurked And moved Hinting of matters Sacred and profane
Of secrets too long kept And far too dangerous Ever to see The light of day
I don’t know What drew me in How I came to be Standing as if Mesmerized But I sense that It is time For me to go
But as I reach for it The handle turns And slowly the door Opens inward toward me
And I know my fate Is sealed
(Originally published March 14, 2014, and followed immediately by)
Ending the Fairy Tale
I stand as if transfixed The power of speech Has left me Is it fear I feel or is it More anticipation
Subconsciously I knew Of course that I was On a risky path Perhaps that’s why the House called out to me So strongly
And now I hear the House’s heartbeat Or is it mine Deep silence has blocked out All other sound And as the door swings Open ~ it takes nothing From the hush
An actual tall dark Stranger ~ blocks the Doorway side to side He lifts the lamp he Carries ~ and scans My face
He takes my hand And lifts it to his lips I’ve been waiting For you I’m so glad you’re Here at last
My heart has called you And as you surely see My house could use A woman’s touch
And then he smiles And I can see This is no stranger I’ve seen his face In countless dreams Now they’ve come true
It was my better angel Led me here ~ that We might find our love
I watch the way the flame
Changes the wood
The smaller pieces writhe
And twist and then surrender
To their appointed fate
The logs are dry and soon
The fire claims them
From within ~ till
What was once so solid
Has turned to weightless ash
They say that matter cannot
Be created or destroyed
But only changed in nature
Ice to liquid or to gas
Solid flesh to spirit only
What they call science
I call magic ~ I cannot
Think of it in any other way
Perhaps it’s just the language and
Not the logic that divides us
Where you call gravity and fractals
And cats which either live or don’t
All scientific questions
To me they are the stuff of magic
Gifts of a whimsical Universe
I hear them talk about me
As they wish me to ~
They stand beneath the
Window of my cell ~ and
Endlessly discuss the fate
I go to meet tomorrow ~
I hear the sound of laughter ~
False as a traitor’s lie ~
And I know that they’re
All afraid of me ~
A woman ~ small and
Powerless ~ facing my doom
In just a few short hours’ time ~
They fear and hate me ~
Because I did
What they could not ~
And now for revenge ~
They may do with me
What they will ~ I do not care ~
But this was an evil man ~
Who will not do
Another wrong ~
And I have no regrets ~
I am content to know ~
The single hope I have
Lies in your hands ~
I know that death alone
Would keep you
From my side ~
And so I wait ~
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