My now……

Mutant Bevy
~~~~~*****~~~~~
Please lift Your foot from my caterpillar
It’s squished enough, one more step it’s gone.
If you leave it be, perhaps there is some hope
That something good will come from all this wrong
I think she still retains sufficient movement,
Could crawl to a dark corner, weave a safety net.
Inside her bright cocoon of metamorphosis,
There is a rebirth planned, Oh no, she’s not done yet.
And then with time, yes time is so important,
Her re-entrance could be especially refined,
So when her wings are drying as she’s hanging there
Perhaps her mottled beauty will be a rainbow for mankind.
All that pain was sculpted, made her a cosmic changeling,
She can sing the haunting song of a robin on Easter morn,
Flicks and tickles the elderly’s cheeks and makes them smile,
Alights on an open book of a child whose heart is torn.
Brings joy and awe for her strange colors are infectious,
Even warring factions stop to watch as she flies by.
She recites poetry in every tongue and makes no judgment,
Will be there in the speed of light if she hears you cry.
I think she’s hurt enough, now she has compassion.
I know that is the way You like to test and mold.
Just release her from Your Step and she will do the rest,
At the hour, place in her path a mutant bevy and
Behold!
Karima Hoisan
published 2006




and my dear Karla..a good hanger, and Voilá she made it in time to be tickled by prisms


My mother (portrait by Jan Betts) and her prism visitor
Chrystaline Angel by Jan Betts with a rainbow comet streaking past
My handsome grandson aumented by a rainbow