This seems apropos to share as we begin looking forward to spring…

Persephone’s Ghost

Persephone’s ghost is rising
with her flower
plucked full bloom
she wanders
between this world
and the Underworld
torn between Mother’s love
and Lover’s passionate lust
Demeter’s pain
echoes in her daughter’s wailing
of innocence lost
of a Mother betrayed
stained by the very kiss of death
blood red upon her lips
the seeds bursting
on her tongue
condemning her
to the sweet caress
of Hades hands
in delicate ways
Persephone’s ghost is rising
from the land of the dead
to walk once more
with Mother Earth
calling her sisters
to come play among the flowers