The Vengeful Tendril
Copyright 2012 by F. Ghazi.
For Nora, with most grateful love.
ACT I: The Solstice Oasis
A pinnacle of mirth comprised of pine
Adorned with orbs of burnished light.
It embodies a season as deified
As the God they claimed was born this night.
Lines entwine as from the ground up they race,
Woven together at a coiling pace.
Tears of green burst from it’s gnarled face
That fall along a pyramid that widens at the base.
The tears grasp spheres of luminous shades
That hang between leaf and life.
Inches away from a sparkling rain
With a shell that mirrors her shimmering eyes.
Her image is tainted, painted as red as the surface that claimed it,
Though her features remain the same as the creator intended.