Enigma
By
Lisa A.Williams
Distance
Desperation-
Creators of the
mystery
that is me.
In a cold want,
the embrace, seeds
of my beginning.
Parts of both-
one I held dear-
the other a denial
until I felt her
sorrow
in my own woman
world,
man denying dimension;
the dark endless sea
where only woman
can rise to see
the horizon
that is her.
Really liked this one, Lisa. Especially love the ending. A dawning.
ReplyDeleteLove this--and I can so identify. An enigma indeed.
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