Runes

I wrote this poem with the goal of strong imagery; as I could hear and see the scene so clearly in my own head, I hoped to convey such to the audience.
This was inspired by a poem by Ari Constantine, Bone Song.

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let me describe
to
you
my fingers curled
tightly fisted around the red fabric
my many rings glittered in the yellow light
clink clink clink
I bounce the bag against my palm where the lines run like rivers

the red against my palm
against the yellow light
the clinking inside of the stones
it’s a sharp, clear sound
clink clink
polished rock against polished rock
smooth, shining, polished

they spill out onto the table
they spill and my ringed fingers flutter across them
touching each one lightly
the sound of them spilling, like a waterfall, is still echoing in my mind

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