Susan's Poetry

11 March 2014

Gossip

I don’t have to go

to the reunion

because I know who

and what and don’t give

two shakes of a rat’s

hind quarters about

where, why and how.

YOU go,

infiltrate

the wives and ex-es

and see that I’m right—

but call if you hear

someone found God and

not just a new con

with the same old tales

devoid of danger.

CALL me

if blood flows

into the red wine

if fresh bread circles

and pounces on your

spiritual hunger

if an artist knows

and shows undersides

to dress for success.

Yes, YES,

I play safe

rather than sample

the culture, but why

compete with your wit

that I love so much,

the words you sharpen

on our bedposts when

the party’s over?

Posted for my prompt Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Prescience / Foresight.

Trinity

Garden Tangle by Susan

Triangulated

Evergreen
branches
bow
behind
triangulated
purple
Butterfly
Bush
below

Monarch
butterfly’s

balanced

breakfast.

Posted for Shanyn's POETICS: it’s a micro/macro world at dVerse Poets Pub.

10 March 2014

Concrete Mystery

Circle the chairs on cold concrete to warm,

space heaters running louder than

spring birds
warble their joy.

First robins? No, not yet, though they will come

with Winter's nearest sister Spring

then stay
until autumn.

But basement blooms into a forest glade

and sapling hid in ancient oak

lifts limbs
and starts to wave.

Hands clasped or open, kissed or folded fast,

we rise like sap ourselves in prayer

gather
a short hour here.

We walk out with hymns still vibrating lips

an interlude with gratitude

this week's work
to eclipse.

Posted for

Open Link Monday

at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.

08 March 2014

Either / Or

Gypsum crystals in the Naica Mine caves, Mexico. Note person for scale.
By Alexander Van Driessche, via Wikimedia Commons

Choose:

Endless fire of sun or

Crystal heat of Naica Mines’ caves deep in the earth.

Choose:

Beauty that will take your breath away

Or peel back your charred and bloody skin.

Choose:

Heaven or Hell will come later.

These are live playing fields

Without meadow flowers,

Grains or grasses.

Choose:

Or stay on your planet’s surface

With lightning and tropical rain or

Wind and temperate snow—

You cannot fail

To witness Nature’s power

and God’s grandeur.

Posted for Hannah's

Transforming Friday with Natures Wonders

at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.

06 March 2014

Beyond Joy and Sorrow

I write to think:

to clarify my heart

to pray.

I write to uncover:

to find out why

to write.

I write to study:

to share the nature
of consciousness.

I write to take part:

to dialogue between

my experience

and yours.

An attempt to explain for Gay's

Meeting The Bar: Poetic Movements and Manifestos

at dVerse Poets Pub

05 March 2014

The Cure

When you want sleep

So badly that you create

A mantra like

Need-To Sleep

Need-to-Sleep

Need

Sleep

A mantra that prevents you from getting it—

Pretend you don’t want it.

Lean, instead, deeply into fantasy,

Weave endless tales just for you

Cushioned and safe in darkness.

Don’t worry.

Sleep, like everything else,

Conspires against me-time.

Posted for Words Count With Mama Zen: An Interview With Nathan Brown where she asks for 60 words on Insomnia. The interview ROCKS! And it is related ... Go See.