

clay idols whose very souls
were breathed into them by
invisible gods on a
cloudly day long since
forgotten
When did you realize yo u
could do so much more
Little clay women
barely more than toys
created
as play things
work mates

breeders
Who told you these
lies?
What helped you see
through them?
Women of the sky
now
soaring over all the earth
Giving, taking / sharing / ruling
as you watch diligently

Protecting other clay women

with your whispered words of truth




POETRY:
A TRIBUTE TO LIFE,
SELECTED WORKS OF S. E. ROSE, VOL I
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