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Lisa Andrews: Mother Love Song

November 17, 2015 by PBQ

Watch me, I am the living

snake that sheds its skin.

Watch this emerald sheath turn to grass.

I go on forever. I am the green

flash, quick as summer

lightening. I am that fast.

I am the cobra. Kiss me

and your village will be saved.

I am the boa constrictor that hangs

in the apple orchard at noon.

I suspend myself, the garden

snake that traces the hidden narrow

places in the grass no one will follow.

I am imperfection. Watch my mistakes,

 how they glisten, how I crawl

in the dust where petals fall,

those roses you call perfect.

Watch me shed my skin, that once familiar shape,

call it Mother.

  I barely remember

 my past. Each summer

I bunch and lengthen.

I devour. I bloom.

Filed Under: Contributors 92, Issue 92, Poetry, Poetry 92 Tagged With: Contributors 92, Lisa Andrews, Poetry, Poetry 92

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