holy ground

holy ground
note to self

her heart requires
breath, life, light—
an inside sigh and
bonfire in her gaze

remembering holy
ground, she catches
the redolent perfume
pivots
and heads for home

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

I welcome comments and discussion!

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