Dare Street Downs

The fierce desire to be a Phoenix

Dare Street Downs

Where are the airs and graces

Lake and learning

The leaning tree

And the sheltering brow

 

Purple is a first kiss

Blossoming like a star

Behind your eyes

Warm gold is desire

Like bubbles and bees

Rising in your blood

 

Where are fire and fury

Mist and mirth

The shape of substance

Left hanging in your sighs

 

One day your ashes

Will melt beneath my shallows

I will take the creak and squabble

Of our lives

Press them into flames and fly

I will shed your scales and feathers

In the embers

Take my stillborn secrets

To the river

And drown you for good

 

-Zoe Richardson 

Author's Note

Many thanks for your reading and reflecting. Take a moment and breathe. It's good for you!