Girl On The Sidewalk Poem by Barry Middleton
Girl On The Sidewalk
what then is she
for she is not a part of me
is she the cloud
the essence of sacred rain
giving me life
madonna of all nurture
the mystery
a serenity men never know
is she a lover
with wet eyes and soft kiss
is she a witch
confusion in deceitful spells
is she the muse
a whispered vision fantasy
is she life
a partner of precious breath
or is she death
breast of clay in garden flesh
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