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WALKING ON THIN ICE

Poetry Month Poems ~ Lady’s #27

April 27, 2015 No Comments

 

He fixed his face
in work’s intense solemnity
cornerstone chinking into place
humming build your love, build your love,
build your love on a strong foundation

Birthing something new
from the gristle and grind of his hands’
and mind’s labors, transcendent cadenzas
shining on facets of transfigurations
red carpets popping out like tongues
from advent boxes, discoveries
of inner maiden voyages

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #24

April 24, 2015 No Comments

 

Dots and dashes like the
intention of typed lines, current
carrying swirling, wandering zooplankton,
players in various trophic levels, consuming
and scooped by consumers
sieving blooms

God welling up and down
on water columns in the biological pump
eider ducks diving in the polynyas like
lifeguards for the Inuit, down
for the Sami

“Hail Queen of Heaven
Ocean Star
Guide of the wanderer
here below
Thrown on life’s surge
we claim thy care
Save us from peril
and from woe”

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #23

April 23, 2015 No Comments

 

Curlicues of boogie woogie mugwort dreams
eddies from the white buffalo pipe pooling
into wintergreen calm of yellow birchbark,
living breath of the Great Grandfather
Mystery, the present of the Wild White
Buffalo Woman

The pipe circles around hand offering to hand
for the songs of the four directions, White North,
Morning Star East, South Wind, Sunset West

Keen beauty of traditions indigenous to this land–
can we find them again?

Get away from our empty ghosts
of oblivious disregard

Some thoughts
I believe

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #22

April 22, 2015 No Comments

 

Life and love, what a wonderful world
we can return to paradise in, finding
secret zen gardens of woodland reservations
streamers of cosmic rays gilding openings
of green, saplings sprouting under the tall
dark elephant legs of their mature parents

Walking along sweet creek waters,
slight dashings of wakerobins–woodland
spring bloomers–in the enlivened humus
of earth, the peter peter peter of tufted titmice
flocking with chickadees, nuthatches &
thuddy knockings of woodpeckers like
faint Cherokee pow wow drums

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #21

April 21, 2015 No Comments

 

Bees on their sweet trips to and from the hives
impossible to valuate, to place a ceiling on their lives
in terms of how important they are to us, to fruiting plants,
to animals, to life–their impact like looking in a room
with mirrored walls both rippling forever into distant
realms, and to the immediate

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #20

April 20, 2015 No Comments

 

My bike swishes past
umbels of Queen Anne’s Lace
like platforms of white paint

Impression
informed by
impressionism

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #19

April 19, 2015 No Comments

 

Flying saucer groups, crystals,
Japanese dolls using tachyon phones on hedge funds
big bunches of syllables spilled like pickup stix games
on abstract, unproven foundations for theoretical esoterica
held up like talismens by us primates

So many things
I just throw my hands up in the air about
unless I can get my hands down into them like
an engineer tinkering with ABC wood blocks
a diamond cutter parsing chaff from reduction

Also for me
bird calls mingling with melodies
messes of bees, bees floating on whatever
the label of their cause is, whatever it is,
I call it all God and they are a whole bunch
of buzzing blessings

Me–whoever–
cartesian, and not–
a diver swimming in
the manifest

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month – Lady’s #10

April 10, 2015 No Comments

 

Stuck in some rut
I lay my rode out to accompaniment
of my narrator’s soliloquy telling the audience
of my mind this is what being adult is,
what being self-sufficient
is

So I prepare the scope measure by measure
it’ll pull me where I’m going–I put out the hard dinghy,
set the anchor in it, row the rode to my determined vantage
drop the kedge, row back, pull myself to the new place
getting to it with will, with logic, with my ambition,
with whatever, whatever it takes

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady #6

April 6, 2015 No Comments

 

Heaven can be here on earth
like Helen Keller and her farouche hands
finding meaning in the tap

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady #5

April 5, 2015 No Comments

 

English Easter Eclogue

Mistle thrush sings to moonlit morning
Arrow spots on its chest, rufous underwings
Scruffy little bird, mistletoe eater

Sacred honeyed breath
Selling the day with sober wakeup call
“Hey man, what’s happening” whistle through
its front teeth

Sheep smelly in the denuded fields
divots of grassy shit under hoof
we have stuff to do before the sun comes up
like milking cows on concrete
even on Easter morning

~ Lady