Sunday, February 8, 2009


O, a long winter
watching the crows
ballet dancers
on the wind

O, out the window
only place she goes
carried safely
on their wings

but they won’t share their secrets
shred all the evidence
they won’t grant her wishes

O, e minor
the only one who knows
how a girl
can get so old

subtly and swiftly
swallowing the medicine
waiting for a second wind

to blow-ow ow

O, do you recognize her
the woman you once knew
holing up
beneath her skin

And will she recognize you
wearing different wings
will she
pull you in?

narcotic ritual
tuned to the barking crows
drowning without waving


9 caws:

jennifer said... Best Blogger Tips

completely stunning. your voice is magnificent!

Aunt Teena said... Best Blogger Tips

Amazing! Touching.

oceans said... Best Blogger Tips

This is simply beautiful! You are really good!

Sarah said... Best Blogger Tips

Gah! I have chills and tears rolling down my cheeks.

I love this so much. I want to listen to it in surround sound really loud with nobody around me and have a great big releasing cry.

Kim Hosey said... Best Blogger Tips

I really can't do this justice with a comment. Just amazing. Ethereal and touching and beautiful. Hell yeah.

wowpictures said... Best Blogger Tips

If you don't mine I think I'll try to figure this song out. S'good, sur-real good.

jo(e) said... Best Blogger Tips

Wow. That was amazing.

You are certainly multi-talented.

gwyn said... Best Blogger Tips

I would buy this album and wear it out yes I would.

xxoo Gwyn

Anonymous said... Best Blogger Tips

Deep! It is most certainly a cry in the wilderness. A stunning reality of man's fragility yet underlying strength that pushes through the pain to be heard. A voice yearning to be heard, unknowingly...desiring to be understood. Beneath it all...hope still and will always exist. Love it, love it, love it! Authentic Leslie!