Melinda Foshat

Poetry, Prose, Photography


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To the Lovers

I buried my grasp on reality
Beneath the webbing of your tangled hair
For fear of letting it go while holding you near

The embers in your eyes set my sights on fire
Your breath fills my lungs
I go up in flames
Rising toward the burning heavens

I am lost in the realm of your love
Still, your burdens weigh you down

Lose yourself and come find me

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – December 30, 2013


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The Seeds of My Father

Softly, they come
Shredding voices in the night
Like lightning in a neon sky
They resound the infertile path with
Embers of an emptiness
Once so eternally felt.

Softly, they charge
Faster toward the newborn light
That races from its fate and into sight.

Beneath the dewy dawn
Wet with blood from last night’s demons
Lies the broken bones of an unmarked grave.

Atop a mound,
The doe dreams of thunder.

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – December 20, 2013


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Plated In Gold

DSC_0007When all is plated in gold, true treasure lies in the vision of those brave enough to face the glare of their own reflection.

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – December 10, 2013