Inkphrastica: We Crackle in Flame by Deborah Edgeley (Words) Mark Sheeky (Watercolour)

We Crackle In Flame
(by Deborah Edgeley)

We stand on sky roots
hair tickles
wood-smoke air

Our conscious lies in wind splayed crunch
dazed earth
fallen
cinder fingers

We crackle in flame
in the same shade of glow

Barrel chested wind gusts ruffle
lost branches hidden
in the field that was

Golden Flesh Networks
mirror Orb For All
We are the same shade of glow

Falling
leaves
like
ghosts
of
swooping
swallows’
silhouettes
suspended
then
burn

Dig down to hell
Carve greed from our flesh

We crackle in flame
in the same shade of glow

Smear earth on cheek
disguising tears conjured
for
what
was

Mark Sheeky’s Watercolour: The Chimney Sweeper 2 (available for purchase)

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