
April 2, 2002
by alyce guynn
give me the snake haired woman
to dance out the anger
frozen deep inside
come mother medusa
and wring from the
cold hard stone of
petrified grief
some relief
in my bones
give me the snaked haired mother
in my madness
and let spring from my sorrow
some winged beauty
to fly away with all these burdens
all these trials and tribulations
give me the snaked haired goddess
and let us shout it out,
this anger,
to the winds
© 2001