her stark lines
became the crossroads
the dreamt place
a mirror
a tarnished
key
last call, mister…
train whistle
far off
her golden
stance
her veil
rattling wind
the white bird
last call last
moon over
water
outside
how the
shattering tides
break you
my shadow my
angel
born the land
in silence
in tatters
my heart

his wild curls
knitted my fingers
became the tapestry
the dreamt place
illustrated man
stories in movement
a word
hanging
expectation’s daughter
last word, miss…
the chill
a promise lost
awakening
bird flies
crosses her moon
secret wind hears
last word last
tidal ravages
touch stone
turned to sand
how your
lonely soul
keeps you
alone
born the land
in silence
in tatters
my heart

– Previously published (Ashcroft, M. & Peterson, M. 1999)
Renga rounds from the poetry chapbook:
marc says, maysa says