Size: 22 x 41
Private Collection
BLUE TREE SONG
for Lorraine
on
scent
of night
blue ghost
shift shapes
in the moonlight
dancing among rhythms
of heart beats
a poet's drum sings to
grandmother moon
as you sew and weave
no longer hearing the machine
magic in fibres of colour
earth's dream cries out in your heart
inner layers of bark on blue glow of night
long slender tips kiss the sky
horizon in your gaze
weaving
blue
ash
ssss
ooo
nnn
ggg
Gloria Alvernaz Mulcahy, nov/ 2009
