By: Misty Lackey

Cut-up crippled sun unloved
without rain.
Crumbled faces of angels.
Crucify light.
Desolation from God.
Half-moon Sunday.
Hand woven webs.
Pacer of dance.
Planking life.

Daring to dream.
Pistol shade.
Timid rage.
Tight roped pain.
Texture- innocent.

Still life.
Sea lane heaven.
Revolver of silence.
Reinsert wings to fly.
Rejoin the spirit, a
castle of pearls.
Purification- beauty.
Obligation- eternity.
Misgiving heart.

Holiness a veil.
Hinder to dust.
Await to belief.
No more tears.

Have not the haughty
disease of death.
Death, a helmet flower?
Once covered under the dirt.
Here and after death oh
what a lonesome sound!
The crippled sun heartily
remembers a stone,
thrown like our soul
never to return.