Saturday, April 30, 2022

Adolescent Scabs of the Child

The Universe is funny with timing

And I am impatient

Like a primrose patch blooming in the curbside 

Rut of a holy rolling Southern city

Where my seeds landed 

By way of blaming the winds and rains

Before I learned for what to wish

Wearing the Pride mask of renegade whimsy

Abandoning my barefoot babe forever

Running and skinning her ankles to bleed

Trampling the blades of the glacial plaines



Monday, April 4, 2022

Willow at Prairie Pond

This abandoned gravel road

Was once freshly laid

Ends at the root of all the everlasting rainbows

You walked upon me barefoot and strong

You brought the rains thickening the mud

Holding the lilies steadfast in a deep deep ache

Below the beauty of their show

I remember the long tendrils cool sweeping 

Across my face and bare arms of the willow tree

Hair dragging in the puddle under the swing

I close my eyes and your fluids on my belly

Are a water snake skating across the still body

Like a dark shimmer cutting through the light

Holding still the trance