I'm Frightened - Version 2 of Magpie #34

To distinguish these two versions of the poem (the other version may be found here) I am also using a sepia version of the Magpie image, to illustrate the changing face of the memory as the day continued. To see the original color image (and read some awesome poetry) visit the Magpie Tales blog by clicking here.

I'm frightened

The nine-year-old-me
inside-deep-and-hidden

watches this
blaze untethered

in my mother's hands
falling to the forest's
feet, there, fire free

broken through its glass bowl
made to restrict it
I'm frightened

destructive beast
unseparated from
the spaces between

my racing heart beats

My mother is frightened
The surreal becomes
the familiar

Mom throws dirt
the fire succumbs
to my mother
I breathe
(sort of)
again

 

Comments

[ms pie]

i love them both!!!... each has it's own version of the story... glad to have read both... tho the mystery of a sister is not here... hmmmm what duz that mean... it is an altogether different dimension that has a softer purity and so glad you brought it to life... and thank you for creating a process that allows the reader to reciprocate beyond the every day sorta comment...