and the life of Rhonda Richoux
Levitation
From the briny depths
of jagged disrepair
my heart journeys
upward
to the healing of his voice
He says my name as if
no other has flown
through those lips,
though I know better
His eyes find me
across a crowded room
I’m looking into
the nest of my soul
and the home of my heart
Lifted by his love
I rise from the deep
to the heavens
caught up in levitation
to gather an
answered prayer
from the hand of God
copyright 2006 rhonda lee richoux for EJK
I am retired from the public school system. I create magic wands and spells, write mediocre poetry and the occasional freelance magazine article; research local history and family genealogy; I’m an activist and keep in touch with friends, family and archenemies on Facebook, Twitter, What’s App and Word Press. I'm a Fiipina-Cajun troublemaker and trickster. I'm feeling as invincible as Keith Richards these days. Fuck is my favorite word. View more posts
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