Hellebores.

the moon kisses
us both; knowing
the white tumuli of blood
at our feet
is ours; in a dream,
I’ve been the meronymy
of ocean to ocean;

I would see the black stars
and their explosions
into a sea of pareidolia

but these dreams
a fidelity of blood
the first of the blinded eye
to see

the bone-white frost
and thorns at dusk
swayed in the
broken trough
of skin like a lonely
venom;

born from father’s dust,
to melancholia whispers,
catch the sun;
light is shunned by
a madman’s lament
in the insouciant Kalahari
flowers

the moon has broken bones
its light on the tree, disembogued
like the in utero petals from
the dulcet Hellebores; our winter
rose.

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Written for the Go Dog Go Cafe Prompt: “Catch the sunlight.”


  14 comments for “Hellebores.

  1. August 24, 2020 at 7:48 am

    Beautiful lines…..”I would see the black stars
    and their explosions…..into a sea of pareidolia”

    • August 24, 2020 at 9:31 am

      Thank you!

      • August 24, 2020 at 11:18 am

        You’re welcome!

  2. August 24, 2020 at 9:10 am

    Good stuff.

    • August 24, 2020 at 9:31 am

      Aww, thank you. 🥰

  3. August 24, 2020 at 11:03 am

    Tumuli, meronymy, pareidolia…mouthful, succulent words adorn your lovely, melancholic verse, Lucy! ❤️

    • August 24, 2020 at 11:12 am

      Thank you. 😊

      • August 24, 2020 at 11:32 am

        You are welcome. 😊

  4. August 24, 2020 at 1:55 pm

    AWE!

    • August 24, 2020 at 2:07 pm

      <3 <3

  5. August 24, 2020 at 3:02 pm

    Wow !❤️❤️❤️

    • August 24, 2020 at 4:28 pm

      Thank you! 🥰

  6. August 25, 2020 at 2:15 am

    Lovely! Well penned❣️

    • August 25, 2020 at 2:43 am

      Thank you! <3

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