Breaking Point
Victoria Davis, as one of her Selkies' Skins Kickstarter reward, had the opportunity to write a poem for her. Below you can see her poem. The only difference between this and what she will receive in the mail with other items from her thank you reward package will be that her copy will be signed by myself. The background that it is to be printed on is the creation of Marantha Dreamweaver Jenelle, who makes stationery in an ever growing variety of styles, and has been kind enough to give me free range of her creations for my own projects.
Breaking Point
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Breaking Point
By Teresa Garcia, December 12, 2012
For Victoria Davis
Balanced halves in dark and light
In deepest depths and soaring height
Trapped within, life begin.
Waiting, yearning, twisting, churning
Crystalline treasure in the blood
Welling, filling, productive flood
Building high behind the wall
Crushing, rushing, bashing, slashing
Capped up well, dammed up river
Back to the depths, gnash and shiver.
Find the foundation and chip away.
Digging, clawing, ripping, slaying
Time pass by – the water's grown!
Crushing pressure deepest moan.
Too tired to move nor to care
Curling, resting, dying... cresting?
Thunderous crash, sudden release
Expanding rush flailing ceased
Ride the wave and touch the stars.
Stretching, flying, dancing, living
Opened eyes, stirring wind, blazing sun
Greet the new day, birthed and begun
In the hand, a crystal key
Dreaming, Singing, Walking, Finding
Hunt the Sun, and Stroke the Moon
Heed the Earth's bone deep croon
Be the door, to be free.
Flowing, Blowing, Knowing, Growing
By Teresa Garcia, December 12, 2012
For Victoria Davis
Balanced halves in dark and light
In deepest depths and soaring height
Trapped within, life begin.
Waiting, yearning, twisting, churning
Crystalline treasure in the blood
Welling, filling, productive flood
Building high behind the wall
Crushing, rushing, bashing, slashing
Capped up well, dammed up river
Back to the depths, gnash and shiver.
Find the foundation and chip away.
Digging, clawing, ripping, slaying
Time pass by – the water's grown!
Crushing pressure deepest moan.
Too tired to move nor to care
Curling, resting, dying... cresting?
Thunderous crash, sudden release
Expanding rush flailing ceased
Ride the wave and touch the stars.
Stretching, flying, dancing, living
Opened eyes, stirring wind, blazing sun
Greet the new day, birthed and begun
In the hand, a crystal key
Dreaming, Singing, Walking, Finding
Hunt the Sun, and Stroke the Moon
Heed the Earth's bone deep croon
Be the door, to be free.
Flowing, Blowing, Knowing, Growing