Mimosa


A story of lingering

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Haunting scent
hangs heavy in heat
memories of forgotten evil
moonlight bathes pieces of alabaster
all that remains now
a-da-na-ta soul no more
souls so we may live 
souls that live to serve
a-da-nv-do spirit unseen
we move in the scent 
of mimosa

A poem based on the first short novel I self-published in 2013, Mimosa, on the ancient lines of protector and taker in the land of the Cherokee.

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