Sculpted
seduction
Flower of
decadence and sorrow
Flowing opal in
the wind of silence
Bride of your own kind
Heroine for the light fall
that rests with simplicity of
a child's whispered prayer on
that alabaster bell of your long stem
Prophecy of sorrow
you greet the dying
Passion in the hand of God,
your bend in the wind
is a flame for the living.
from the chapbook, Pink & Naked in the Ultra-Violet Life, poems by Donna Gebron published by Vinegar Hill Press, 1996
Donna left this life last week at her home in Lake Elsinore. She was a great Romantic, a beautiful soul and a delightful friend.
A beautiful portrait of Donna Gebron may be found at photographer Mark Savage's website, Souls and Passions: Portraits of L.A. Poets .
R.I.P.
ReplyDeleteGlass Bird 6/18/96
Arch of his body
Gives scent
Of elusive existence
And eons of stallions
Unbridled racing
The galaxies
Emitting atoms
Flashing electrical frequencies
Summoning mysteries
Beckoning ancients
Bestowing rhythms of the moon
Kneeling
At this temple
Head bent
Drifting in colored ribbons
A bird in his
Blue cloud
Wings captive in transparent cage
I am the quiet of his heart
Between the jagged beats
I am the glass swan
On his mantle
Waiting for the drop
Waiting for the shatter
~ Donna Gebron
Robert - thank you for adding this poem and sharing the memories.
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