Without A Doubt Poem by Heather Whitley Gibson

they were here
he and she
lie still
still, lie, soft
cotton
silted
heads sink
ripe, rotten
wink
disappearing
blink before
heart, belly, eyes
sting

cataracts under take
the morning page
a cradle
stymied
awake, fingers leaf over
Tuesday's time

soft as water
waterfall
blood parts, water breaks
it's a beaded
corset
a rosary quite
set
each bead, a blessing
dropped

my mother wore
my grandmother held
(without a doubt)

and if not for a,
clef lip
a face under seen
water broken and loose
worn pur-ring
blotted feather
unspoken and small
a snow owl
tethered
tall as a waterfall
grace
rocks