Sapphic Voices Poetry

Poetry by Tamra

Poetry Set One

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baptism

Copyright © by Tamra, June 19, 2004

cigarette burns, razor scars
brief escape from the edge, a dark abyss
where monsters live, screaming and silent.
good strong hands, clear brown eyes,
except when she drinks...
then clouds cross over, and thoughts spiral
tripping one over another, random
and scattered, like falling maple seeds
each contains it's own clarity,
and just as I grasp it, another takes it's place.

unaware of her beauty,
she cannot see her own truth
does not perceive the light that washes
around and over her. blinded by false notions
of impossible perfection, she disregards
the intriguing curve of her mouth,
the artistic lines of a classic profile,
the soft, tantalizing shape of her neck,
an amber fire that overflows like lava,
a fire I cannot hold and a truth I can't let go.

wading into a thick, shadowy river
as though she might find salvation in baptism,
and reasoning the water too dark,
the depth unknown, the distance too far,
she turns back, to bleed on holy stones.
under a blue green sky, in a different heaven
we watch the earth.
I say I would not save her
from the muddy water, but of course I would
...if I could.

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