“Siren Song”
by
Amber Lea Greene
The wave is coming
I feel the swells, the impending crash
Frigid waters render my limbs numb – useless
Fighting, reaching, gasping – desperate for a hand, or an olive branch
I’m caught up by the rip tides
Swept under the waters
Drowning in the hollows of my heart
A sea cave, dark beauty
Treasure trove of broken promises and disappointments
Strange comfort in isolation
A solitary pocket of air teases my lungs
Just enough to survive
I hear it
The siren song caresses my ears
So sweet, so tempting,
So final
And the winds blow on
Orbits remain unchanged in my absence
The tide recedes and the song along with it
Abandoned in my salvation, light breeches the cavern
Sunbeams cast shadow over broken things
Priceless gems illuminated, ethereal
And I can breathe again
Finally
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“Once”
by Amber Lea Greene
Alone in company, kindred to none
Torn at the seams, missing stuffing
Invisible girl, dreaming in sepia, to fly higher
Burned by the fire of her internal sun
Paper doll, broken wings, bleeding heart
Perhaps Icarus could know her
Falling short of expectations
She crashes to the ground
The shards of her scattered, surrounding her
As broken and mangled as her expectations
Paper to glass
Like the ceilings, she failed to break
The earth welcomes her back
To swallow her up from the world that doesn’t
Replenish
Reflect
Relate
To each a piece, one for all, maybe more
None for her
But the earth cherishes the shards it gains
They shine there reflecting the beauty of the world, the light
Appreciated for her decay, her broken pieces
Once
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“Flame and Earth”
by
Amber Lea Greene
I had a vision
The sky is on fire and the world along with it
The iridescent orb of the cathedral is dull today
Palm trees ominous silhouettes against the umber sky
The air is tangible – thick with the shame of man’s transgressions
Ash becomes rain and we pray for the real thing
Wash away our sins
40 days and flames still consuming
I had a vision
Looking to the hills for guidance
I look past the horizon in the Land of Carpenters
A wave of earth and I am submerged
Muddy cocoon with ashen hair
Metamorphosis
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Fire on the highway, all around
Flames rise to meet the smoldering ember of sun
Black cloud cover – smoke abounding
Driving through hellscapes
Rain comes down and the mountain along with it
Nature reclaims her power
Earth buries man’s creation
I had a vision
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