Until the Luz bone sings
Luz bone on my mind
Digging for insight
Resurrection or misconception
I lose faith in the redemption
Doom scrolling and wonderment
What is going to ensue
Sue and impeach
The world is on its last leash
Wars and famine
I need a companion
Lonely and broke
I feel God has spoke
Will I ever see you again?
My ancestry that’s been dead
He tells me: “When the Luz bone sings”
When the Luz bone sings
Amber is the Color of Her Energy 
Lisa or Li
April 7, 2026 at 2:37 pm
Annie, your poem feels like jazz to me.
baronessannie
April 7, 2026 at 3:06 pm
Haha thanks
Lisa or Li
April 7, 2026 at 4:11 pm
You’re welcome.
ms pie
April 7, 2026 at 5:21 pm
wow… had to look it up… the point of pure faith that never dies…. beautiful poem of great value that is priceless
baronessannie
April 7, 2026 at 6:42 pm
Thank you so much
whimsygizmo
April 8, 2026 at 12:42 am
What a beautiful concept. This is a powerful piece.
Dora
April 9, 2026 at 2:16 am
I’m with Li on this, Annie. There’s a jazzy vibe to this that’s soothing and disturbing at the same time. Can’t wait till the Luz bone sings. 🙂
baronessannie
April 9, 2026 at 2:47 am
Thank you 🙂
Dora
April 9, 2026 at 2:51 am
My pleasure!
Rosemary Nissen-Wade
April 10, 2026 at 6:53 am
I had to look it up too. Fascinating! And yes, I agree that this poem sounds lovely and jazzy.