Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Super Moon
My fur also rises
I shiver under her power
I shiver under her power
and shake resolute.
Resolute and insatiable.
As shifting tides,
yield to a Super Moon
bathing unabashed
in a hammerhead bay in the Pacific.
Sister Moon placid,
as she slices through blackout curtains.
Until I witness her spirit here in the Northeast.
I am a wild thing
and she is a flirt.
As she straddles
and she is a flirt.
As she straddles
cool peaks and crags
and I find myself drawn
to her again.
As I howl at her blood-red form
gulp
down the afterglow above.
Friday, November 7, 2014
Wonderland- A Look Back
Alice remembered
when reason
wouldn’t stop her
from escaping
into the cold black night.
Far from
should have
and know better
because those pricks
still loved to spoil her fun.
They often trailed behind
hissing
there would be hell to pay
for this, that and the
other.
Prompting her to
run even farther
and resolve
that this time
she’d make it
to someplace better.
© Connie DeDona 11-7-14
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Friday, August 29, 2014
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Spent
The road
bulges gray, cynical and dusty.
Spent by sugary
cake eating denizens
spreading the good news.
By archaic beliefs
spinning
pious cloth.
(Remember to wash before wearing.)
By hell-fire fans
down at the local Dollar store
discounting
derelict pennies
who roar once more
over the obsolete
Five and Dime.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Another Way Out
There is a way out
But you are not even looking
And even he despises you for it
Can’t believe you are that stupid
or that lazy.
Woman, get out of your own way
the door is unlocked.
Prove them wrong
Prove to yourself
that you are not that lazy, beaten
or that occupied.
The fields are green
ripe with golden fruit
Clean your eyeglasses
and look
Remember the full moon.
Prepare for winter’s fall,
But do go.
AND find your passion
Breathe the salt air, taste orange glee
Pick the pink wild flowers
Place them
gently in your hair
and sway to the rhythm
of your purple heart.
Put down the crying towel
it is meant for another
It is meant to be a temporary solace
a place to reflect
pool your options
dream and
finally, to turn away from.
Open the door
child
and find
another room to dress
to plant those flowers
bring your good cheer.
The other BIG GUY upstairs
expects so much more
from you.
Do leave lollygag hill
and find your true self.
She waits
by the old cistern
filled with muddy water.
She knows your smell
and she still waits
and marvels at the time.
Friday, June 27, 2014
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
The Cross of Acumen- star date 4026.6
"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." ~Anaïs Nin
The Cross of Acumen- star
date 4026.6
To the distinguished orator of the bald sector
Wizened Priest of Proprietary Advancement for the
Betterment of Intellect
Second Class Alpha Romeo.
It has been brought to our attention
that Alpha and Omega are in dire need
of follicles. No reds left. And the browns are rapidly dwindling
only the bleached blonds are still abundant
Whether this is sufficient cause for alarm is debatable
since we still have ample blues, lavender and green
at the Hair Bank in Geneva.
Future transplants have been relegated
to the gamma quadrant chartreuse sector
nine parsecs away in the Gamma-Orion system
For the seasoned helmsman
take a left at Saturn’s third ring
and hang right for about
two hundred years
that should get you there just in time for
a Soylent Green dinner
and the meeting for the better understanding of
learned and bald high priests.
Do remember not to shave
before you beam down to the planet
should you have any hair left on your body
it is a cinch
you will be reassigned
to the nubby nymph seminar
taking place at the same time
different building.
One word of caution
scholarly activity
at the seminar is strictly verboten
lips have been detached
and tongues completely severed
keep your typing fingers
in your pockets
especially the digitus secundus
as we are not responsible
for any loss of extremity incurred
on this top secret mission to the far reaches of the galaxy.
Truth and opinion
can be misconstrued
as a lethal weapon
within nubby gnarly nymph lands.
Remember your primary objective
is to harvest the red and brown hair, which by the way is
exceptional
and refrain from any and all philosophy…
Keep your principles and ideas hermetically zipped or
experience the consequences.
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
flower,
or
stop falling.
http://wp.me/p2Us6N-KQ
Art of the Week Day 4 "Green Room"
http://www.nlapw.org/2014/04/04/art-of-the-week-and-day-4-of-national-poetry-month/Sunday, April 20, 2014
Starting with Right
“Start with what is right, rather than what is acceptable.”~Franz Kafka
Starting with Right
It was the right door
spinning in the wrong direction
right to help
wrong to take advantage
right to give
wrong to take too much
right to love
wrong to give up everything
right to take a risk
wrong to die for a craving
right to live in peace
wrong to take a hostage
it was the right sacrifice
the wrong life.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Easter with Family
Easter with Family
We are gathered here this weekend, to gorge on the solid chocolate Easter Bunny.
Let the jelly bellies roll
and not overtake the spiral Ham, a stout fellow who did not receive a pardon from the president.
Let us bow our heads, to the Lady Godiva chocolate raspberry bar at Macys and pray that the weather be sunny and warm but not too warm lest the peanut butter and chocolate eggs melt inside our Spring designer handbags.
Let us run not walk over the Mid-Hudson Bridge to Poughkeepsie to catch the latest sale at TJMax because their Fashionista bathing suits come in eye catching tummy control.
AND because shopping in this family is not a trial, it is a weekly event and available on easy pay from QVC.
So pack your wet naps and save your coupons because the sale isn't over until after the Fit lady sings, Jesus comes back, OR whatever! Get a clue, people!
Ready girls, can I get an Amen and a bunny hop across the floor from the hungry eaters who have already inhaled two bags of chips and salsa and slurped down ALL the Skinny Margarita’s?
It is official New York, the diet is off ….and just two more 30% off shopping days at Kohl’s.
Happy Easter Everybody! Let the feasting begin!
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