Burnt leaf, black,rocks and curlsin the flames. Remnants fractureat glowing veinsswallowed into ashes. Pale dust swirls,the wind inhales,exhales over seed. Ashes returned.Struggle emerges greeninto the sun. ©2008 Joanne Sprott
Poetry Corner: Your Sword of Luck
Suffer your heart’s gateway open.Rust those blades with your tears. May the point of luck be with you. Smear that blood upon your cloak.Hold fast the opening in your soul. May your staff of will be your luck. Spin your wheel among the stars.Hang on dangling for the upswing. May the luck of Jupiter shine […]
Poetry Corner: Long, Slow Cooking
Smells dissolve into tastes,yet no spoon to sauce;just imagining is enough. Onion, tears of onion,burning cloves of garlic,lingerie for nude beans. Smell and taste like touchSensuous food strokesErotica of taste, like breath on skin. Orgasm of spices,so reptilian brain-like,the way smell-taste feels. We eat so fast, we forget… Stew boiling over fire,masking Girl Scout desires.Some-mores […]
Poetry Corner: Serenity
On the other side is serenity. I am a tree, growing by rings of the year,losing a branch or twig now and then,being bent and creaked by the wind. But inside, deeply under scratchy bark,my sap flows silently in the darkto every twig and leaf, flower and fruit. It takes time to find serenity’s root.Time […]
Poetry Corner: Breathe
Breathing, Me breathing soulBreathing, Lover breathing feelingBreathing, House breathing heatBreathing, Fish breathing waterBreathing, Shells breathing chimes Breathing, Earth breathing windBreathing, Humans breathing usBreathing, Moon breathing EarthBreathing, the Universe breathes Everything breathes, everything livesWind and water, Earth and MoonYou and I, lover and soulWe breathe, we live; breathe… © 2011 Joanne Sprott
Poetry Corner: Crayons
Smell of waxstrikes nostrils first,before eyes even registerpointed color. Red hogs the eye,fills all the pupil space:Pay attention!Fill me with lipstick kisses! Then yellow, shining cheery,tries to wither the green.Could put my hands in the greengrass wrapped around my toes. Can you tell orange’s not a fav?Skipped it in the rainbow, I did.Never been sure […]
