Sheep Love C S. (Found Poem) On the handle of the shopping cart at the Real Canadian Superstorea note on a clean white stickerwords in crisp Times black: SheepLoveC S. Stop me in my hurried tracksWho is C S?Why do sheep love him? Her? They?What context brought these words together?What mind put them to adhesive… Continue reading Poem 299 – Sheep Love (Found Poem)
Poem 298 – Admission
Admission I’ve been hidingbehind haiku treesducking under free verse tentssliding into concrete closets cultivating my mastery of procrastination& self-sabotage – in vainbecause these monstersare in my veins – curious cunningvaricose vicioustorturing my soul with the slowflickery of fingers I’ve been hiding because I’m scared of… (will you think less of me if I admit to)… Continue reading Poem 298 – Admission
Poem 297 – Food, before bed – a question
Food, before bed – a question If you could eat anything in the world right now, what would it be?We ask each other this as our bodies warm under the dog-haired duvetSomehow envisioning our desired food before bed helps the sheep come quickerOh, such comfort brings food…even when it’s imagined Tonight, it’d be a hot… Continue reading Poem 297 – Food, before bed – a question
Poem 296 – Flow & Ebb
Flow & Ebb when the words don’t flow together let them stay separated when the belly inhales & holds the breath& keeps holdingit will eventually exhale the itch in my left forearm is deepa trench of fire tunnelling toward my fingertipsmuscles make music in their own sounds they’re confusing – all the feelingsthe sifting through… Continue reading Poem 296 – Flow & Ebb
VANESSA SHIELDS 