Poems: The Children’s Hour, Scene with Catbird, Vow of Silence

Some poems from my grad school archives:

The Children's Hour
———————————-
Your mind
is a cartoon
cotton-candy paints
mixed in Tokyo
a million frames
for every motion

oversize rabbits
and talking shoes
you defy
gravity
the laws of technology
and pain

small birds twitter
and circle your headaches
a flying machine
only toddlers would giggle

a safe on my head
you think trapdoors are funny
I fire your animators
and read a good book.

Scene with catbird
———————————-
Toes in the clover
dragonfly armored
with green mirrors
and cross-winged

Heels drum
the chest-dancer
and the lungs' breathy rattle

Slate gray bird
colored a thunderhead
singing in  tongue
not its species

Trees purr back
the bees bristle
a rabbit limps
in the rose bush

Vow of Silence
————————-
You cannot catch the beautiful.
Caterpillar, it wriggles
out
leaving only exoskeleton
and cracked plate glass.

Words net only the ugly
the gnats, the ghosts
the growling angst of a ship
rotting shoreline.

If I caught
a night speckled firefly
on the tip of my tongue
in the hollow of my tooth
would you taste it
would you know
what I meant?

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About whitecatgrove

The musings of a Druid priestess, singer, poet and musician in Upstate New York.
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