The Magic Word

 

Aladdin

whispers….

sesame seeds…

and perfumed oil,

finger skin that delves the dim green path

and

slips me

and

births me….through

I unfurl

in enchanted space alit with mystic gold

my life

I am squeezing through this density

to flee

the skirts of shame

to shuck this

beautiful, binding

lie

 

 

 

23 thoughts on “The Magic Word”

  1. I think THIS one is my favorite painting.
    Also…love all of the birth imagery. Slipping, unfurling, squeezing. There should never be shame in being what you are born to be. XO.

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  2. I love how this is both full of images and inviting into the realm of the abstract. I say it’s closer to getting the reader into your head and seeing things they way you do, than most other devices. Well done!

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