Blood woman


Broken teeth,
Shattered jaw,
The freshness of blood,
Still tastes raw.
Open wounds,
Broken skin,
The painful cries still heard within.
A stream of tears,
Emotions withheld,
An unbearable feeling,
So much felt,
Lights have dimmed,
A secret stands,
A blazing fire,
Runs through my hands,
Walking down a darkened hall,
A blood filled stream where one might fall.

© Anoushka Newman 2008

Brenda Aksionov

Creative, health conscious, quirky educator with zest for life, a love of Nature, Shamanism, the Moon, Poetry, the Arts, and a passion for Felines, Equines and Zebras.

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