Frisson—Charissa Sylvia

Charissa Sylvia is a poet pilgrim, pastor’s wife and mama writing from Pennsylvania. Her poems have appeared in Ekstasis Magazine, Calla Press, and The Windhover. She is the creator and host of #twentywordtuesday, a weekly short-form writing challenge hosted on social media and you can find more of her writing on Instagram at @charissasylviawriter or on Substack at Old Enough for Fairy Tales.

Frisson

‘You become what you behold’
I’ve heard it said,
so let me see the sunrise then –
be the gold and coral and orange bursting citrus tang of yellow heat,
let me see light split the sky into dreams,
see the clouds dancing across blue sheets swaying in the breeze,
scattered every which way, like confetti at a child’s birthday party.
Let me see the ocean born wild in the Arctic,
be salt spray off falling waves, the iceberg’s hidden weight,
glistening, cold, with bitter bones, fields of frozen fire.
Let me see the moon rise high in the falling light,
be the glowing, upturned face of night,
that lies waning, waiting, to witness mercy ride at dawn.
Let me stare at things made new –
remember I’ve been resurrected too,
frail, dappled dust turned eternal breath
I’ve known all I ever will of death.

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