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

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

National Poetry Month Day 21

My poem is featured today!!!

Sweet Persephone

Like Persephone,   I wait
for Spring,     to burst.
Can one exchange   one’s cloth,
or clay heart
rewind to,       once was
get a do over
stop falling.

Art of the Week Day 4 "Green Room"

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
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

stop falling.

Cornelia DeDona3-2-14

Inspired by Start by Jean Gallagher: Persephone(2)

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