Sunday, November 6, 2016

November 6, 2016 - The Summer Witch


It slipped through our fingers
the intoxicating elixir
we longed to hold
to keep
our own precious store
each one of us hid a veiled cache
a secret . . .
but it dripped away
as a summer rain
the heady fragrance
and soothing moisture
the red warmth
how we basked in plenty!
but she lied to us
and we begged her to do so
again and again, we begged for the lie
we wanted to believe her
to drink the secret potion
but it slipped away
through our grey and bony fingers
that we still stretch out
hardened as stone now
reaching and searching
looking for the Summer Witch

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