Full Moon Madness (2008)

Full Moon Madness
Poem © Roberta Stoddart, 2008/2023

My ancestors were Sleepwalkers.

Shame, dense and soundless,
clots my bloodline with murderous intent.
Amnesia haunts the generations.
Blood stains the roots of Pale Hydrangeas,
a thousand white lies tattle tales of a lower world.

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