#OctPoWriMo 2021 — Day 4: “Yoke”




Yoke

stitched like sisters
picking pomegranate seeds
from their hair

let the girls reclaim slumber
in autumn violets, dream
in cedar paths

crush the lilies lest
they possess you, o
great destructor-ess,

allow them the pleasure
of waking before the
burial, before snuffing

out their candles of innocence
for good,             let them be
two poppets with chewed upon ribbons,

bound by signs in stars,
imprinted on the susceptible,
flashing in firefly remembrance 

leafy garlands on their heads,
eye socket oblivion, limbs
wide open, welcoming, snapping

at the touch of winter wind,
shriveled by spring, dead
by summer, now bathed
in the raw amber glow

Image by Brigitte from Pixabay


Published by Jennifer Patino

Poet in Michigan.

11 thoughts on “#OctPoWriMo 2021 — Day 4: “Yoke”

  1. “crush the lilies lest
    they possess you, o
    great destructor-ess,

    allow them the pleasure
    of waking before the
    burial, before snuffing

    out their candles of innocence
    for good, let them be”

    This is so beautiful. 💕

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