I am honored to have been included in this wonderful piece of art. Thank you to Eric for coordinating it.
Month: December 2017
Snow Kissed
that snowflake
just there
hang glides
an infinitesimal
parachute
crystal bedizened
sprucely guided
by a snow sylph.
she kisses
my frosty cheek
a glacial and ephemeral
intimation
everything cold
is new again
Guest Barista Aurora Phoenix- Yellow Wink
My most recent guest piece on Go Dog Go Cafe. Be sure to check out all their fabulous work!
Boldly emerging amongst deepening green
Smattering of golden yellow heads
Universal springtime assertion
Nature’s resistance to human control
Butter-topped toy for childhood
Innocent playful exuberance
Source of sighs, exasperated
Beseiging lawns, gardens cultivated
Fuel of back-breaking hours
Battling, extracting, removing
Brilliant sun-mirrored reminder
Flourishing in face of
Persistent annihilative efforts
Dandelions wink possibilities.
Aurora Phoenix is a wordsmithing oxymoron. Staid suburbanite cloaks a badass warrior wielding weapon grade phrases. Read more of her confabulations at Insights from “Inside.”
Captive Freckles – Sarah Doughty and Aurora Phoenix
My new collaborative piece with the amazing Sarah Doughty is up on Whisper and the Roar today. Be sure to check out all of the other amazing writing!
There was something about the way her freckled cheeks turned red that caught my attention. I wondered what made her blush. If it was something I said, or something that crossed her mind. It made the green of her eyes brighten like dew tickling grass on a warm summer morning.
suffused with roses
her emerald gaze
drew inward
coppery lashes lowered
demure veils
obscuring the windows
into her inner fracas.
her cheeks scrawl a chapter
unabridged
in a language
I studied once –
long since forgot.
I scrabble
the freckled pattern –
cues to the lost tongue.
Chosen
she was conscripted
by poetry
with every scrivening
of her pen-scratched
script.
lexemes
shackled themselves
to her
constricting the strictures
as they fought
to tighten the binds
of oft-perverted
scriptures.
idioms
became her playmates
soulfully aerating
idiotic power structures.
morphemes
morphed into her
sister circle
stepping into places
vacated by contrary
comrades of old.
elocution of locution
elected
to stand her erect
when her soul slumped
under weight
of foreshortened futures
penned pictures.
fluid diction
fluency of phraseology
swum her upstream
against the winnowing tide.
among the buffeted
displaced translucent minnows
she discovers
radiant rainbowed iridescence
sister outlaw poets
likewise
swallowing the stream
as they author
their revitalization
Subterranean Novellas – Aurora Phoenix
My latest piece on Sudden Denouement. As always, I am honored to write among such a talented group.
he is sleeping
fetally curled
as the narrow bench allows
hairily bedraggled
a forlorn green bean
hopelessly lost in a crisper corner.
insensible to the hubbub
lurch oblivious
sea legs unconscious.
his story has uncracked bindings
though I inescapably
draft this chapter
unimaginatively entitled
“homeless”
subtitled
survival strategies for bitter blustery days
they wear their privilege
like their pancake
precisely overdone
accentuating blemishes
it purports to mask.
like spanx in overtime
containing wayward bulges
they convulse in paroxysms
suppressed schoolgirl giggles
as they selfie mock him –
these southern belles
similarly lionizing
life’s half century
in the city
that will never sleep
do I,
in the crushed velvet burnout
that is my poetic soul,
bear closer resemblance
to an urban misfit
escaping frigidity
cloaked in congealed
eau de shame
than I do
the pungently judging
glam squad clique
clicking and cackling
in cringe-worthy
mean girl couture?
I hope,
fervently as…
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Squalls
man winter
in classic reaction formation
howls momentousness
in bursts of white-out
fury
as if the frigid flakes
spit against our cheeks
in transparent guerrilla
warfare
may obscure
by soundful shrieking
the patent insignificance
of limp and shrinking
import
All in a Day’s Work
I am weighing in
on matters of weight
and consequence
I measure my words
for breadth and depth
pour them forth
in tones of equal measure
passionate and restrained.
he hears a waspish
background buzz
drowned under
the squelching
of my sopping pudenda
as he pounds,
pounds and pounds.
I see
his erroneous prerogative
in his delusional
erogenous
interpretation –
conjuring a mirage,
a wet and shimmering
beacon
beckoning his thirst,
begging for repetitive
slaking.
dry as the Sahara
I burn his retinas
with the unrelenting
glare
of my rejecting stare,
recapitulate
assertations of import
steadfastly comport
myself
above (his) sea level
Dormancy Denied
the wintering wind
strips aged remnants
from her stalwart frame
biting
shark-teethed
at tenacity.
she stands
barren
in the raw
upright
awaiting
the onslaught.
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