The Literary Review
MEDUSA 1
Anyone of us
Could have defaced
Defamiliarized
Dethroned
Deflowered
Ourselves
In a temple of silenced Gods.
- Teresa Costa
SHADOW-PEOPLE - 1
Is the veil falling?
7-12 foot tall brown & black shadows of people move in a
manner of coming, going, walking through walls,
doors. Eyes ruby red & glow eerily. Some are thin, others
skeletal. ghosts, skin walkers, shadow people walk through
the walls…
The once born…the ones the history books kept hidden
from the public eye. Shadows of souls who walked the earth
12,000 years before us…..
Are these the giants they spoke of??
- Teresa Costa
WITH BLACK ELK
Yr death over-shadows the tail end
Of a moon, new for this month of August.
62 years past & 5 before my incarnated birth.
We were classmates & teachers
In that last single dimension.
As our souls made one last decision.
You stayed behind enjoying life
w/o pain
w/o feeling
w/o affliction.
I kept on moving through the stages.
Got reborn.
Reincarnated to a new world of pain
& feeling.
Only my world is now w/o
the headdress of turkey feathers.
- Teresa Costa
August 5th - on the anniversary of Black Elks death
GODDESS GONE FISHING
I feed the fish
handfuls of cat chow
& watch them scamper
& dance.
They linger awhile
then skit & bounce
off waters surface.
Fish like their treats
soggy.
Dive in & feed upon it.
I skirt along the outer
edges watching new growth
arrive.
New fish babies & mermaids\
just born.
I find bear droppings, an old
coyote den, once housing a
scowling lot of hungry cubs.
I catapult multitudes of energy
& await as the Goddess
sets up her fish pole.
- Teresa Costa