Thursday, March 1, 2018

CONE FLOWER, OPEN VALENTINE, BLUEBIRD, CORONA, 4 concrete poems


OPEN VALENTINE

My heart on a string
tugging the heartstrings
of the sky
but the pen no longer writes

my heart….

Archer and arrow pierces
feather
feather
feather


















CORONA

The corona of the sun
shone like a diamond ring.
we could see the mountains
of the moon.

The moon passed in front of the sun
it was as if time stood still.

I'd never witnessed 
an eclipse like that
totality
and when night fell
again in the morning
the birds they all
stopped singing
and so did the tide.
All was still.
Fish slept in my arms
like pale autumn leaves
their gills, small half-moons
Moon and stars, the sky
was one vast quilt of stars
and then the corona
burst into petals.
I was looking at 
vast tongues of fire licking
the sky.
It was as if…

we could see the mountains
of the moon.
The corona of the sun
shone like a diamond ring.

















CONE FLOWER

in the sky
and my dreams
are like thorns
in the book
of memory

the petals
they shine
like gold
in the sun

and my heart 
is like kite

cone flower
flying
stem grows
to the earth




















BLUEBIRD

May the bluebird of happiness
fly fly fly
wing wing wing
fly fly fly
eye
tail tail tail
feathers feathers feathers
delicate toes legs
delicate toes legs
up your nose
and may your nose
fly off into the sunset.


I'm not sure when these concrete poems were done, at Glenview School, possibly spring 2018.

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