Phoenix

I feel the weight of your arm,
resting on my belly.
You are sound asleep.
Your breath comes in and goes
out
Like the ocean
Like laundry in a washing
machine.
You are my phoenix, waiting to
be reborn—
My sleeping dragon,
And I
Am your pile of ashes,
Your hoard of gold.
..
..

–from Keeping Records, © 2007 by Colette Mazunik.  ISBN: 978-0-557-21108-1

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One response to “Phoenix

  1. Wasn’t totally sure of how to interpret the images in this poem of yours…positive or negative vibes…stilling considering. 😉

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