Secret Songs – Pamela Sackett

I raised my mother good
how could you tell?
I never thought I could

the sound wafts on the night air
bird nest comb in my hair

secret songs
don’t be long

I saved the firewood
drank from the well
dressed up in robe and hood

the ground laughs under kite fairs
hold fast
strings are prepared

be kept on
secret songs

tin man time is nigh

oil can ran dry

more than a few drops shy

composition, voice, guitar: Pamela Sackett
recording engineer, mix: Paul Parker
image: Giacinta Mazzoccone Vosika