On Writing

Poem 315 – Souffle


The wind whipped into 3pm
clouds cheek-puffed & grey
but I – I was writing before
the light moved to meet the day
by noon the words flowed
between mouths into laughter
we even read poetry out loud
Pope & Lowell – pausing in the
eleventh hour to hand-over-heart
silence as three yellow spitfires
sputtered overhead –
remembering lives in all the colours

By 1pm the dream was so massive
a fat band of pain knocked
under my skull & brought stars
to the dark in my blinks
then after sushi & dishes
the love was uncontainable
& I realized the knocking
against my skull was the
pain of joy
so passionately robust
it felt lethal

Hot rose & eucalyptus water
soothed my body into bliss
calm collected contemplative

When the words revisited
in slow kisses I offered my
rib cage – souffléd upward
my heart bloomed to bursting

One thought on “Poem 315 – Souffle

  1. Beautiful

    On Thu, Nov 11, 2021 at 9:27 PM VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:

    > Vanessa Shields posted: ” Soufflé The wind whipped into 3pmclouds > cheek-puffed & greybut I – I was writing beforethe light moved to meet the > dayby noon the words flowedbetween mouths into laughterwe even read poetry > out loudPope & Lowell – pausing in theeleventh hour t” >


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