Happy Mothers' Day

A public domain photo

Happy Mothers' Day

From the sweet lips of 

the mouth of the Universe 

flies a vow soft as the drone 

of butterfly chants floating

through time and space 

binding under the one shared

sun the promise to answer 

the circling wish of women 

filling with infant velvet the 

voided crook of empty arms 

opening the fist of a wanting heart

as each mother falls headlong 

into that cave of echoing love - 

filled forever

seven-year-old-vow / Happy Mothers' Day

seven year old vow 

I will hit you with my fist

I will break the badword lips in your mouth

I will send a predator drone on your head from

space and warlocks to blast shaming chants

at you from the sun - put binding on your

arms and legs I will drag you to the crook of a cave

broken glass under your bare feet 

and waiting vultures will continue circling

my anger singing until slaked at all you have done

to my mother

I will take a slow picture of you bowed

with a quick camera

and wrap it in a bow 

to show

to her

for Mothers' Day

and then 

she and I 

without you

will sit in our

quiet house

and smile

and laugh 

I will give her

Unafraid Forever  

I vow 

I will

get you

when

I can

Time Running Backward

Time Running Backward 

In the fading sun

long of leg and slightly leaning

on a sturdy thick stick

Stands the Crone –

Soft breeze catches

chants of gone years

as they spill from mouth

to lips –

singing the vow taken

words spoken as a passion promised

drone – delicious on the tongue

in that long ago shimmered setting sun –

She then ushered into it all held in the crook of

Universe’s elbow in the soft bend between

girl and woman-

Standing then young, tall, hair flowing

under the circling of crows before the smooth

walls of the cool cave –

Now, an unclenched fist –

this space of time –

this space of time undamming

All rippling rivers rushing to this night –

Standing in the fading sun

soft light playing in the shimmer of sudden silvered

hair in the woods gentle embrace – annoints her with ambrosia

in the fading sun

she stands tall

in this instant

of time running backward

and renews her vow inhaling the

cool of coming night –

all promises to and from

still and forever binding