Sister - Poem by Kay Gaiser

Your reach is long, but your tether short
As you watch me bleed from self-inflicted wounds,
You throw words at me, cold and hard like hail,
But they land soft and fleeting like snow.

At times, I cannot tell if you
Can see me through the haze of self preservation
Most times I am amazed at how we both come
to the same place from opposite directions.

What chemistry created such a balance?
Uzume and Amaterasu, we are.
My curiosity is your disdain,
Your eloquence, my disaffect.

As I watch you, stranded on your desert island,
All I can do is write words to you,
Like a thunderstorm rumbling a warning
of the trouble yet to come.

March 2009