Mine Na Poem 7.

Crescent Moon Amongst the Cherry Blossoms

Yerba in cup.                                           Clarity of mind.                                     Emerald light glowing,                        In the morning kitchen.                    Like a Rom delight in the night,       Planning the crescent moon;             Constant as river, over rock.            What daydreams brought.                 Cherry blossom breeze                   For a star-bent solar eye.

Poem and Drawing: Naomi Ruth S.

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Mine Na Poem 5

Memory Dust

A mirror that covered a doorway, to the inside of my adolescence has shattered in my ebony mind.  
And the door is a door again.
Ajar and echoes laughter… Skeleton key hangs from the vintage knob.                                          

I enter and I’m back in that lilac room with the pale yellow and rose print quilt…often wrapped up in.

How many hours did I spend alone? — Countless, with colored drip candles burning and Mazzy Star’s melodic heaviness over the stereo.
Staring into that huge mirror on an acid trip….warn not to, but I did. What did I see? A parallel of me? Not quite. It moves drip by drip…slowly and then zigzags down into unknown colors.              

I was a witness to my own aging.
The memory ephemeral today, movement of living and like she sang “Turning into dust.”

Poem: Naomi Ruth Saharski W.                             Music: Mazzy Star

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The Season of the Monarch

She thinks…”We are all skulls, jouncing in our heads. Destined to be a stone.” 

She wishes…God would make her into an opal; as she’s burning her cells. Wasted on a nicotine fever.

Will she ever understand her sadness? And there is a heaviness in her chest, that shouldn’t be ignored. 
Familiarize her death, as delicate as the monarch’s wing.

With all the ways she pacifies herself, still the memory…the mention of his name seizes her heart.
She will rise up, Be forever lost in the infatuated morning.

Poem by: Naomi Ruth Saharski W. Photo by: Naomi Ruth Saharski W.

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