Melinda Foshat

Poetry, Prose, Photography


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Thieves

I.

Thief in mid-summer,
Take from us our burden plus.
We are fragile as glass,
You are sturdy as grass–
We make fire and you burn.

II.

Thief in mid-winter,
Take from us our sins unpaid.
We are soft as snow,
You are hard and sharp as ice–
Blood stains snow yet drips off ice.

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Reflections

I.

Cold glass window heart,

Seal me from light’s honesty.

Moonlight slips past thee

Reflections of a love lost

Shattered, yet never broken.

II.

Mirror’s truth I gain,

Broken glass shards in my eyes.

Alas, I can see

Pain caused by my blood stained hands.

Seen by me yet felt by all.

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A Flower for Everyone

I.

Colored wild flowers,

Laid to rest in wooden crates.

A single white rose,

Worshiped in a crystal vase.

Both are classier than rocks.

II.

Jasmine scented blooms,

Her fragrant skin lush with grace.

Friendly fervor wilts,

Frenzied ecstasy blossoms.

Chastity plucked ripe in vain.

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – February 5, 2013