Saturday, February 25, 2012


Birdsong on a chain
rests between my breasts.
It was all that I could save
when I stumbled
on the nest
in flames.

Bible in my bag.
Knife tucked in my boot.
Sowing both sides of the seed.
Both sides taking root,
so I meditate

on inner peace
and payback.


Fireblossom said...

Sowing both sides of the seed...that's something a double Gemini like me can understand.

This is classic MZ poetry. Hot, edgy, challenging, different.

Sylvia K said...

I do agree with everything Fireblossom has written! Classic! Have a great evening, MZ!


hedgewitch said...

This poem has two sides like the seeds, one of sheer amazing perception and beauty, the other...dark as dark gets, and both work together here for maximum mental penetration. Fine writing, MZ.

Brian Miller said...

hehe sounds like you have the tools to follow either path...all in what you need to do the job...nice one mz

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wowzers, sowing both sides of the seed......and meditating on peace. Way cool. Who knows what those seeds will grow. Keep us posted:)

Dave King said...

That first stanza is really something special. Like hedgewitch I was enchanted by the mix of dark and light.

kaykuala said...

Sowing the seeds of peace brings it to a higher level.


Claudia said...

well equipped for however things turn out...smiles

Marion said...

All sides covered, just in case. You're my kinda woman. Fabulous read this sunny Sunday morning. I bow to your talent. xo

Pat Hatt said...

Either way, what needs to come due with come due.

ab said...

This is great MZ!

Tara R. said...

"Sowing both sides of the seed" so true!

Anonymous said...

"Birdsong on a chain"

beautiful! i love the duality in this!

Fred Rutherford said...

awesome ending. such a great setup for inner peace and payback- love this piece MZ. Thanks

Manicddaily said...

Ha--some call it light and dark--I call it a wicked sense of humor! Very clever. K.