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WALKING ON THIN ICE

Poetry Month Poems ~ Lady ~ #30

 

Be fain to leap
from comfortable sludge
of warm pajamas to gymnopédies
of beginner’s mind like a monk taking
three breaths, saying a gatha,
and getting out of bed

A long draught of water
fresh as the splash of a harp,
clean cotton, naked feet on the floor,
koto music and meditation,
sunrise Éthiopiques for
the new day

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems ~ Lady ~ #29

 

Finch
short shuffling inching,
hopping forward on dappled perch,
ebullient warble projected at the hen
of his affection

She flirtatiously tilts
a long blade of grass from her beak,
head tipped just so, still,
listens

From his puffed up chest
arias of moonlit skies
and paradise

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #28

 

Inclination for ornamentation
for ceremonial reflections about necessities of life
the indulgence of free time scrimshawed
on ivory, cultivation of craft culminating
in the ballroom dance of celtic knots
on niello, mandalic meditations
on damascene, gold gilded
onto the firelight of night

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems ~ Lady’s #27

 

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 #26

 

Dark-eyed junco dits, smacks
and tinkles chips–metal songed members
of flocks, passerines shuffling on perches,
passapied rushes, neck raises, fan tails
and chases, badinage of loving nests and
stubborn pecks, community dynamics
and avian adultery

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #25

 

Ablation
we’re like a glacier leaving a trail
in our hurtling maneuverings for convenience
whatever’s needed’s forced import like
for inhabitants of Alaska

Tattered matters dash past, the handle
let loose on a neighborhood, some
future land bank

Unleash summer’s moist green season

Dip us in fat softness of renewal

Think, just going down the freeway
past the rubbery clusters of chicory
Queen Anne’s lace, secret feet of
animals living quietly
on sacred soil

~ Lady

 

Poetry Month Poems – Lady’s #24

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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