lemon blossom & lavender

my alabaster box is broken

my hair perfumed

i am the weeping woman, child

lost & found

i am like stardust

hammocked

in the web of the moon, dreamer

asleep in the blue-flame rain, cloud and fog

delivered on the dark-smoke water

eyelids stirring

in dappled light

opening to the full

s     t     r     e     t     c     h

in the sweet summer sun

when everything is new again,

believing

i am my best work

in my pajamas, cuddling

my preferred method

of communication

i am a seeker of poison

to extract from wounds,

salve when storm-blistered,

and hope when there is

nothing else

i am consumed

in crimson smolder passion

and peaceful glow, soft & bold

my alabaster box is broken

my hair perfumed

i am the weeping woman, child

lost & found

© 2014 Jennifer Wagner

For dVerse Meeting the Bar:  Self Portraits.  Brian has challenged us to write a "selfie" poem which can be "symbolic, metaphorical, descriptive".