Sprang Forward I sprang forward & forgot to write this poemlost an hour but gained a Facetime lovefest with a dearly missed friend ate lunch: leftover Chinese food & scrambled eggsa devoured Cadbury creme egg & sitting to begin work I realize this poem still needed to be writtenall hail the things we forget but… Continue reading Poem 73 – Sprang Forward
Poem 72 – Memories Triggered in Linen
Memories Triggered in Linen teal linen card stock squareI find in the bread basketamong the cement-hard crumbsbroken plastic date tags moldy bread blanketed ina furry shade of green naked in bathroomhand-written on the paperI crumple before I rememberwhat moments are heldin the words I open the cardre-open the woundfeel it seep into my palm that day… Continue reading Poem 72 – Memories Triggered in Linen
Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
My Son, the Passionate Shepherd Oh what a joy when this poet’s sonreveals his choice for his grade ninepoetry recitation Oh what divinity when he stands tallyawps out Christopher Marlowe’s'The Passionate Shepherd to his Love' as I fold clothes in the cobwebbed laundry room my back to his wordsbecause he’s shy for me to watch… Continue reading Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
VANESSA SHIELDS 