Fly away — find a way winter falls — away gone Drift away — glass crash sky’s a way — down ground Melt away — down fluffed feathers feel — day dawn Fly away — find a way spring — away gone. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s…
Curtains
Bedouin of the summer sheikh camped upon the air conditioner cooling your richness a fur coat your plumage your reign a desert trek a scalding deck panting sweating tongues salt upon your nose prints draped crown keffiyeh blessed be your eyes following hope leader of our tribe. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry…
A Dis-Ode to the Mushoom
As a foodie — it pains me the lack of pang, the indifference, for fungi foraged from a forest floor gills, spores, or teeth — mush all not a morel, not a morsel, nor saddle, I’m bareback all the way, I’d rather walk, than search for a jelly cup, hens of the woods, foul to…
the syrphid
Hover with beating wings flower lover Fleeting with iridescent light meeting Reminiscent the wasp, feeding self-sufficient Stops upon a wild rose buzz your hosp Nose deep in dusted pollen your clothes Fallen seraphim cast away foreign Steam the rim of summer’s cream Skim the sunshine of golden trim Mine the sugary of floral wine Fly…
variations
v.1 Sun Beam Bursting Open door Ingested puzzle Pollinated aponia. v.2 Sun Burst Banquet Cryptograph Measures golden feet Unlocks Nature’s woven treasure. v.3 Life Seeds Counted Prearranged Honeyed sunbeam Crumbled into a dusted feast. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s prompt: Day Seven: “Of the poetic forms…
Returned
My writing called bring a return metamorphosis answered beating its wings drying the flow a seasonal cycle fall into spring in a jar once of Play-Doh six months an insectarium transformed a living statue a bathroom constant awaiting a vernal spark life parsley wilted dried…
A Review of Tomato Bread
pa amb tomàquet a perfectly constructed crust is halved and sliced soft, slender, rustic cracked of Catalan wisdom toasted under the Barcelona sun oiled with the green, fresh garlic august, pungent rubbed into the empty yeasted pores the sharp crumb, boar tusks, peaks of wheaten teeth grate ample tomatoes ripe from the thirsty vine sweet,…
Pops
Wrapped in grey overcast the sweet wind of spring clad in the sallow thatch spun upon the air puppy feet a naked belly my one my only holds my shoulders with calm against a conspiracy of idiocy of sit and stay closing eyes diving into…
Again
You are here today Again now upon my lap my hands in you when you passed into a tomorrow today yesterday is Again born into a day birthday candles extinguished with a spark a bark peals back the dark your face printed on your name you awake the silence with a look a belly rub…
Sex upon a Vine
Seed of my hands Red fruit of my toil A child of my lands Umami bred of soil A poison apple forbidden flesh a stained chapel in wedding dress Woven heirloom culinary ring born of June bloom my pasta’s king You’re sugar and sweet gob smacked bitter acid in mince meat sour before the heat…
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