Undivided Wholeness

 

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by Carmen H Gray

 

She stood upon her pedastal

A sculpted hand softly pointing to

The sinewy branches of a dormant tree

Two separate things in a sea of bones

Within a field of green grass

A nascent bluebonnet blooming underfoot

Reminding me of the undivided wholeness

Of space and time

Unbroken

 

 

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Wings

Wings

by Carmen H Gray

I traveled into the black hole

I was warned I’d be spaghettified

Maybe I have been

My heart was stretched

My thoughts were ripped apart

And all things were upended

They said “you won’t make it back”

Fare thee well

“You will be dead to me” I heard

But death begets a new life

For inside a chrysalis

A being dissolves

Unrecognizable

Spaghettified, one might say

I don’t think I made it back

To where I was

The world is not as it was before

Within the limitless chaos

There is order in the unexpected

Hope IS the thing with feathers

Like Emily writes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ethereal

Ethereal

by Carmen H Gray

I know what it is to lift

And dissipate into the great Nothingness

Where zero is Nothing and Everything

The Light that never goes out

I have spun in that void

With absolute fearlessness

All sense of gravity gone

As if in one tiny profound moment

I escaped the man made time dimension

To see that we knew death

Before we knew life

Absolute nothing encompassing everything

 

 

 

Circle

“We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game”-Joni Mitchell

 

Circle

by Carmen H Gray

 

Equidistant

Perfect movement forward

Sliding Downward

Then Upward

Each point containing

Its own perfect perspective

Of Existence

All around us

Vectors teaching us

A fraction of a change

Moves the course

Flowing round, flowering

Each dying end turning

Back into life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

View From Above

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View From Above

by Carmen H Gray

A branch broke under his weight

I looked up and saw only the white tips

Of a grand wing span

The sun cleansing fetid remnants of forages

His eyes met with mine

As if to say,

Patience, my queen

Learn how to reprocess life

For I am the essence of

Resourcefulness and nobility

Not a living thing shall I take

Not a breath shall I steal

Not a neck shall I break

A strange and curious power lies

In turning death back into life

Pieces of Her

“Arrange whatever pieces come your way”-Virginia Woolf

Pieces of Her

by Carmen H Gray

She wept

And each

Salt-filled drip

Contained pieces of her

A uniquely composed

Momentary release

Of cells on the verge of

Elapsed time

Recalling an ending

Opening the space

For the conception

Of pieces of her

Arranged by her

With her

For her

In that when

That moment dies

It is a pretty death

With liquid attendants

Saying farewell with love

 

 

 

Combined Mass

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Combined Mass

by Carmen H Gray

 

Those tears flowed

They were from the eyes

Of a little girl I knew

I saw glimpses of

Incarnations of You

Folded into my arms

What sorrow’s songs are enacting

Heartstring disarms

Revealing a reflection

Molting, transmuting

An old wound demands recollection

In one form or another

Study it, hold it

Protect it like a mother

Or, like the mother who you had to protect

Release, let go

Put it with the other baggage you’ve checked

All of the combined mass

Of a grief held stationary

Set into motion at last