My Mother's Land (Poetry is to me...)

My mother's land,

Is wide, like seaside reaching the edge of horizon.

It is a place where time and space invade the lines that maintain symmetry.

It is the land that from its dirt sprouts poetry.

It is vast like galaxy. Where I find myself visiting on many occassions.

Where this aliented kinky/curly-haired alien picks her astro-knots and sheds her

earthy possesions. A place where Great Mother speaks her truths and

births her lessons.

My mother's land is home. And like Adam gave Eve,

from mother's poet-trees I pluck my fruit for thought.

My mother's land provided me with poetry,

through poetry I create seas,

with these seas I have sight,

now blessed to see the light in this body of water called "me".

Poetry means life to me.

It is synonymous with breathing.