Spelling My Name
I heard you spelling my name
I answered in the winter winds
the winds that blame
my voice still - your words bid.
My winds shied - a darkened bride.
My winds cried, and then I died.
A call of altitudes waving a hand
A Deadly Nightshade, of Nyx
distance egressed,
a word uphill, your primal twinge.
My voice edges - my call subsides.
Crucifix wedges, my rain decides.
I heard the night calling my worth
I answered in the snowy landscape
your form came forth
a gleam so still, your bluish drape.
Snowy nights, my solitude's witches.
The Hydra's bark like razor etches.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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