Monday, December 10, 2007

Pheonix

Head bowed
She is not patient
nor a monument
Monumental sadness
etched in every pore

No happiness lives there
Ode to Joy is
purely academic
Red eyed and blotchy
She stares through
layers of ill

ill will
ill heath
ill repute

allegations that erode
the love
her person destroyed
Prometheus at least was
not eaten by those he helped

There gift - to leave him
while accepting his
Her tormentors use fire
that are fire that scorches

is she the Pheonix?