"Tree House At Night" (pencil) by artist, Hazel Bryce
Confessions To The Sky
She wanted a tree house to climb
so she built one in her mind
as children do;
a hidden place where she could write to the sky...
The splinters pierced the tips of her fingers
as she let the blood drip down her weary arms
Words soared, twisting among the stars
exploding throughout galaxies
Secrets held inside an infinite darkness
swallowed by the yawning night
Her body;
an offering
a sacrifice
Her words;
an echo
a confession
an unspoken prayer...
Angela Minard 2013©
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