I discarded riches, discarded clothes,
discarded flesh from off my bones,
to take the step incomparable,
to stand before you
vulnerable.
Former art student, Crispina Kemp earned her crust in events and theatre management until illness stopped play. She’s now a volunteer (unpaid) poet, photographer, writer of micro-fiction and mega-length mythic fantasies set in prehistory. Visit her blog at: https://crimsonprose.wordpress.com/
This post can now be found here: https://whispersandechoesmag.home.blog/2020/04/21/for-sophia-crispina-kemp/
Such a wonderful poem!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lovely!
LikeLiked by 1 person