Spring and Summer
Spring is
An exercise in boldness.
The first faint green
Leaves peek like tentative children
Along low and skeletal limbs. Then –
They multiply and clutter up
The branches in bright verdant armies
Chasing away winter in favor
Of summer’s emerald empire.
Lust
Her stomach’s skin –
Smooth and flat and warm and even –
Is as a calm sea
And yet my own flesh
Surges into stormy oceans at its touch.
Beautiful short poems. I appreciate poetry like this, the type that doesn't go over my head yet allows for the discovery of extra layers. Great job.
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Thanks as always, Jason! It is much appreciated. :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the evocative imagery of these two poems. "Spring and Summer" makes me think of the rewards of acting boldly and the momentum that can occur. "Summer's Emerald Empire"--how lovely! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Miss Tina! :-)
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