(This poem is dedicated to my daughter, Roselle – who inspired me to writing it.)


Bone white spirals

on delicate porcelain plate displayed,

with reverence extended

as rite of way.

Offer accepted,

graciously received.

Initiation begins.


Deft fingers rubbing lobes

bracing flesh for needle sharp probes.

Proficiently surgical steel

 through pink lobes pierced,

gateways for spirals prepared.


Masterly nimble fingers manipulate,

bone art into earlobes placed.

Link spanning time and distance.

Tribal connection made.


©Copyright Micelle Coetsee 2014



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