Glass Lullaby by Nattie O'Sheggzy

Image | Paul Basel

 

GLASS LULLABY 

 

If I keep pounding the glass         softly x-raying

the play of light on the crystals     from many angles 

the shards may begin to sing     some lullabies.

Strumming might start        on the spikes of rays.

Healing              the cuts may commune when I lick

The wounds drooling            staring with blood.

I could cure whatever is wounded   with unwinding 

Learn to grow another eyes       to unsee

The pains the longing wreaks      on my wanting.  

 

If I stomp the concrete hard enough    I  could dream

of the cords between passion      and cold hearts

or unremember the time     when your whispers were

the rustling winds              the invisible rise

and fall of remembrances      gliding among petals.

Slowly I unlearn the way   spikes are woven into the web

round the pretty praying mantis.   If I stare

the shards with      an eye for pounding

the powdered glass    with the passing winds

If I cup time in my hand      gently softly

That is the point         that is healing.

© Nattie O’Sheggzy

Nattie O'Sheggzy is a poet and writer known for his imaginative work. He has published two poetry books, Random Imaginations, and Sounds of the Wooden Gong, available on Amazon. He enjoys reading, trekking, and walking his dog, Xhale. His writing explores life, nature, and human experiences. Nattie's unique voice and style blend modern and contemporary traditions with amazing imagery, symbolism, and experimentation. He is working on his third poetry collection to inspire readers through his passion for storytelling and the written word.

Follow Feed the Holy.