Monday, January 18, 2010

After the mountaintop, the witch...

What green witch is this
who lives inside me,
promising vengeance,
delivering darkness,
to follow any mountaintop
experience of light?
The brighter the light,
the sharper the border
into darkness becomes,
and her terrifying hat and face,
that warning figure
quickly threaten to obscure
the sparkling promise
of the stars.

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1 comment:

Maureen said...

I had to laugh. My eye went instantly to that iconic green witch.

Now go get that pail of water and heave. I want to see stars tonight.