Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School It is the evening before the first day of schoolone of many firsts that will linger in our storybooksand simon & garfunkelserenade the bivouac of butterflies in my bellymigrating the stunning history of music through me – This bridge over troubled water is rickety and… Continue reading Poem 249 – Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School
Poem 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says
Write a poem about friendship, she says I kiss her forehead then her cheekHer skin is so soft my lips confuse it with heavenHer eyelids hold the red of recent tears Friendship brings waters of one-ness to tsunamiIt is a wild natural phenomenon that hurtsproportionately to its healing It is a labyrinth of discoverytwisted with… Continue reading Poem 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says
Poem 247 – Last nights of summer
Last nights of summer last weekend of summer calls for late night windsor pizzamaking traditions in chewy dough & melted Galatistuffing mouths with sweet & salty filling bellies before bedas the last Saturday of summer vacation slips intothe tomorrow of a new yearthat begins in the sultry monthof September – Crayola marker stripesvibrant, promising, not… Continue reading Poem 247 – Last nights of summer
Poem 246 – On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall)
On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall) Oh Wall, are we doing this again?Am I right heading ‘round the bend believingmy writing is good enough for a fat wad of money?Wait a minute!Oh Wall! It is good, my writing!You know it. Of course you do!I’ve been reading it out loud… Continue reading Poem 246 – On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall)
VANESSA SHIELDS 