The Ribbon of a Madman’s Weave by Tony Ashenden💫 #Coffeeandachat @coffeeandachat1 #BraveWords #StrafishClub #PoetryHub #poetry #poetrycommunity #Writing #WritingCommunity

Granite Sliver

Arrowhead I see you spurned

by Pigmy Bowman

yet you suffice and scathe

the greening mortar…

Mind that delibly records

attempt

my show and outward personality.

This ribbon of a madman’s weave

is the tape of all my saying

small

border thin and compass hand

the clutch and stay

Fingers….

Placing granite slabs to face

their palms of tungsten flesh

toward the shortened eye.

Yet soon

the tongue of this my wise and scrawl

became as fever pitch

and heavy as the hammer held

halfway in arc

deliberating

as the mother would pressing

down urging fingers

in the lock of Isis eye

to the agony that is mother

And now is mine.

Is birth!

The warder

had me carry seven days in labour

waiting…

before the fertilising seed became

and his eye perceived

the ribbon of wise inflicted

with my word and writing.

He stared

examined even to the letter head

lost in mergence to the polished stone

turning, smiled….

Father dimly smiling through the stain of glass

in the

you can never tell

about face….

He left and straight informed the governor.

The hammer struck

the child full born umbilical cut

began to cry….

My eyes were full of faces

demanding

outstretching palms of tungsten flesh.

Their right they screamed

is feeding first

why was I no askance waiting?

They spread upon my word

the slime

and their cement that matched the slab

and then..

Fingers turned upon themselves

they commanded-

called my clutching hand to lease

my living Scribe

this chipping sliver of their granite.

They took.

…. that morning after

before the ashen face

nether time of wanting day whilst less the night

there stood eight mourners

neath the sky bowl blooding red

in their caps of prison grey

and the circle turning tribute

was the sower spreading quicklime.

And in my cell

There stood another

waiting for the shining mortar’s greening mould.

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