7/27/13

On Bended Knee
By A.J. Huffman


I knew
who you were.
Before you spoke.
When the light still danced
at your back.
Sliding.
Around you.
Marking you black.

And I felt your look.
Burning me.
As you passed
through my hands.
Back.
Into the fires
you raised at my feet.

Look.
Here.
At my palms.
Carried face up
in the moonlight.
And read me.
My scars.
These sacred sermons.
Are a legacy
of a dirty-haired angel.


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A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry all available on Amazon.com. She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. She is currently the editor for six online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press (www.kindofahurricanepress.com). Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222 .