Showing posts with label # Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label # Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2014

Simple Math



For a few minutes
I feel gifted
until my inner fanatic
delivers another sucker punch
rendering the equation useless.
And as the blood drains
I sense a spangled lone star tick
has cracked my code, again.




Sunday, April 6, 2014

Trafficking

Inspired by  Jennifer Clement author of, Prayers for the Stolen

Trafficking
in human cargo;
Girls, mostly.
Shuffling them
like a deck of cards
beauty queens
traded to the highest bidder
and then traded again.
Pirated cargo
sold, reshuffled
cut and re-cut
until cynical
and finally sent to jail
to be reformed.
All to keep
the monsters fed
voracious gluttons
who would eat their own mothers
for a filling of gold.

Where is Noah?

Beauty is lost
behind black and blue.
It forgets the green field
the smell of fresh dahlias
the taste of pomegranates
it decays when
sliced up and passed among those
whose foul hearts reek.

Where is Noah?
And how long
before the rains come

again?

Sunday, March 23, 2014

A Fresh Impression



Maybe I should pull it
out of my ass;
the unwritten memoir
the poems
the pain
the not soon-to-be forgotten winter that refuses to end.

My friend  said she would shoot herself in the face
except for the dog
her personal savior
who lost weight this winter
loves to dance in the snow
the white powder
glistening on its wet nose, shepherd’s rescued tail, shiny fur
swaying
me to strip
off my inner gloom
and take that first nose-dive  into the past.

Into the still stark white
as I strain
squeezing out excrement, snot and saliva
as black letters bleed-out across the page
combing through the drift
shaking off the bad   
compressing it all into a snow angel
its fragile wings
broadcasting a somber  joy
emerging playful 
and puckish
plummeting    headlong     into the mound.

  

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Sweet Persephone


Like Persephone   I wait
for Spring,     to burst
can one exchange,   one’s cloth,
clay heart
Rewind to,      once was
get a do over
flower,
or

stop falling.

Cornelia DeDona3-2-14


Inspired by Start by Jean Gallagher: Persephone(2)


Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Meadow Pause Revisited Book Giveaway

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        Meadow Pause Revisited by Cornelia "Connie D." DeDona
   

   

     


          Meadow Pause Revisited
     
     


          by Cornelia "Connie D." DeDona
     

     

         
            Giveaway ends March 12, 2014.
         
         
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