Thomaston, Alabama

tangle me, untangle me, lay me down in spring-drenched grass
and drive the fear out of me

tie me, untie me, break me, slake me, shake me, wake me, take me
out of the dry-mouthed misery
into the well-spring of spirit.

mangle me, jangle me, spread blankets upon the sun-warmed earth
and breathe my life back into me

hold me, unfold me, spit curses until I spit them back
rake your nails across the soul-torn edges
and divide the howling between.

and when the day is done, take me by the hand
call my name deep and low
and holler me home.

Music: When Johnny Comes Marching Home from Songs of the Civil War

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The sun sets behind a barren, lone tree in Thomaston, Alabama, March 17, 2007. (Photo by Carmen K. Sisson/Cloudybright)

Posted on March 17, 2007 by Carmen K. Sisson tagged Alabama, landscape, Thomaston, toned, trees, writing