Yellow Fish I have one of those standing fish vases mouth agape, awaiting waterbefore it glug, glug, glugs in joyoussonority after I fill it, pour. It is yellow. It waits beside the blue flower pothoming a lush fern. Yesterday, afterthe panicked rush to the vetafter stuffing my face with freshpita and garlic, after making a nutella cookie sandwich,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 18
POEM A DAY – April 17
it is a risky move and the timing is never going to be right w(itch) makes sense considering there’s never a good time to ground myself in the swirling extraordinary chaotic energy of using my voice as a translator for my heart’s mad rationalities. it is not lost on me, that the stress of throat-chakra… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 17
POEM A DAY – April 16
Before I Write This Poem I push downmy cuticles.The strikingpain waxesmy fingernail moons. I thinkof the plumptoad in the backyard.He’s staringat you, my sister-in-lawsays. Mymother callsme her witchydaughter.
POEM A DAY – April 15
Tornado Warning that thunder last night.that ceaseless lightening.3 am and the pup and I jolted, held each otherscared. I was scared.fears of my youth risinglike steam under my skin.that grating phone alarm: Warning! Take cover! and the opening scenefrom Twister blowsacross my mind, a fathersucked into the stomachof the spinning beast. I remember being hauledby frazzled teachers down marble… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 15
VANESSA SHIELDS 