Rhiannon
Long chestnut tresses
Braided, cascading
Down her neck
white like doves
cooing in her wake
Long, pale legs
Strong, muscular
Legs of one who
Walks the Land
Who is the Land
Brown eyes, heavy-lidded
sweet, sorrowful,
longing, remembering
sad human lives
braided into hers
Great Queen
Wonderous Mother
She Runs
Mary Jones © 2003