Black Dove

There’s Kali on Keyboards, four at a time.
Scarlet hair swinging in rhythm to rhyme.

She creates & destroys most of my soul.
Her melody singing ‘gainst my heart’s bowl.

I’ve known her since youth…She played for me strength.
She’s sung me round turns throughout my life’s length.

Each time I’m destroyed, I visit her shrine.
Review her wisdom & rebuild my spine.

Her lyrics rolling around in my head.
I see, yet again, I’m buried & dead.

I plow my way up & then sheath my knives.
Just back from Venus, she plays for me lives.
…but not without Tori Amos

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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