- Non-Erotic Poetry
- changeling
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she is cold, alone and bleeding.
she is a child lost in a storm.
hard men are searching for her,
she has nowhere else to run.
she longs to sleep for evermore
and dreams a rampant stallion,
its hooves stabbing into the night,
its wild eyes like blazing comets.
a tree sprouts from her belly,
the moon rises from her head,
the night distills into cool water
and flows into the bay as dawn.
she wakes aside a rock cairn,
the horse gently grazing near.
her hands stretch out as leaves,
her voice is flower-scented air.
- COMMENTS
njoyjadeover 11 years ago"Come Away Stolen Child.."
Would njoy the opportunity to share interpretaions. :)
Desejoover 11 years agoWhat I find really interesting about this is that the layout and rhythm make it seem like this rhymes - but it doesn't.
