Wild Woman

Picture and Poem copyright of Vibina Narayan

The weathered marks of yesterday’s

sorrow summers have

left an indelible pattern to

long for something

Forever.

Little droplets of jewels

kiss the leaf tips a little longer

yearned and adorned in

another life.

Telling fairytales of the

untouched trials of

a damp, damp heart.

Frost numbs, and sunshine blinds (which do you prefer?)

Stood in the wet grass

dazed, squared, and still,

skin of a strong, dry bone memory upon,

a jaded rose quartz,

bare and labile flesh amongst the weeds,

in an overgrown backyard,

reminding, remaining, and

remembering

a young girl in the

wild woman’s art.