the bell tolled six

She hid in the garden. They knew she was hiding – she always did. Supper went on when the bell tolled five. When the bell tolled six she was gone. A lady with a boy had been seen on the grounds that day whom no one had seen before. She lied to the girl and tricked her away. The boy was used to lend verity to the fable. They did not know she was loved and missed and desperately needed. They only had to have her to mend a broken circle, at the center of which was a terrible secret needed guarding.

a fullness (in an empty space)

thoughts
softened before
summer

feelings
flooded the
plains

a cottontail
explosion

everything’s
up in
the air

immediate
light and easy
accessible

hovering around
the head

nocturnes
pressed out
on a baby grande in
some cathedral
of light

i prayed
all the spinal
locks be released
all at once

pardoned on
yawning steps

the
forgotten
hidden
temple

made of
hillside

lifted
our spirits

chanting
the souls
into silence