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Saracen woman!
I'll see you there
weaving in the rock
turning the wheel
continuous and numbing
using your hands sticking your fingers
weaving yarns in his unfinished story
trapped, lonely
I'll see you there
No need to be
Mother or Wife
An enchanted Moorish
sitting on her stone bewitched
guarding his treasure for herself
forgotten, dreamy
I'll see you there
causing nightmares
singing their songs
telling their stories
leaving their children in the window
just to see the pine tree rocking
no chances, forced
I'll see you there
passionate for your lost love
being what you dont want to be
draw into wires spinning
sitting on her tinny place and
embroidering!
Goodbye Mom! !
poem
by
Mirna Morgan
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