*"Thunderstorm"*
This is a poem from my recently published book,
“God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.”
All confusing and affirming.
These poems were written during the most base need survival years in
Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced.
It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
Empire slippery when wet
One taste and you’ll never forget
What we deny or embrace
Your ecclesiastic skin
Your illuminated face
Mere mortal copa deficient within.
Icarus dream elope fly
Caveat caustic without try
Meta savage meter run
Your fevered sight
Your red herring fun
Trust in the ordinary ignite.
Be heady thunderstorm
Lost world, elevated form,
Day and night queen bequest
Your penetrating reason
Your molecular best
Fear to pleasure unknown season.
2004 Copyright. All Rights Reserved to Mariam Muradian
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