There’s a chai sky
brewing, stewing in its
own bright stir. She whirls,
stretches long
against a sugar cube
moon and raises
…………….(hands,
………………heart,
………………..hell)
to tell her deepest stories,
to spell herself in shards,
to allow these aching leaves
some more steep
-led song.
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I live the first three lines. I ca see Amanogawa, the river of heaven, the Milky Way, in all of its glory, stretching along the dark sky. Thus is a gorgeous quadrille. I can see it lighting a path in the desert.
Love the first three lines…
I LOVE “There’s a chai sky brewing, stewing in its own bright stir.” Thats is excellent De drew me like a magnet…
A beautiful cup of chai, De! I love how she ‘stretches long against a sugar cube moon’ and spells herself in shards p- and those aching leaves deserve some more steep -led song.
Wow, super great. First lines are amazing, dunking us into your poem, which then steeps us in imagery. Love the play on steep-led song. Leading us into depth, and a church of song.
My goodness this is utterly stunning, De! ❤️ I can picture that ‘chai sky’ and love ‘ a sugar cube
moon and raises….(hands……heart,…..hell) to tell her deepest stories.” Wow! ❤️
I LOVE that chai sky! And the sugar cube moon and steepled song. So beautiful.
love the whole thing, and the whole picture of “to spell herself in shards,” Oh, the wonderful crossroads where hands heart and hell are all likely to be raised.
The phrasing and cadence is wonderful. LOVE “chai sky” and how you gave her so many emotions, raising hands, heart and hell.
Chai sky… I imagine those last panting moment of daylight before the moon comes up … love it.
like an ancient chant, praising the sugar cube moon – so very pretty quadrille
“chai sky”
Wonderful description and some unique wordplay throughout.
“raises…(hands, heart, hell)”…. I love this!! Great imagery in your poem.
I like the thought of the sky brewing.
This feels so emotional to me. Chai sky, turmoil …a good write.
Pat
Gorgeous imagery in your chai sky and sugar cube moon – and just a touch of destruction brewing.