April is over! Happy May to you all. It has been a productive month. I wrote thirty-one poems and even got one published over on Verbatim Poetry. I also managed to complete a flash fiction story on the side.
I haven't stopped writing just took a little break from blogging to catch my breath and also to give you a little respite from my furious blogging. A big thank you to those of you who followed and supported me during April. I also met and corresponded with some great people (you know who you are), discovered new poets and prompts. To celebrate my thirty poems I decided to do a mashup of all my poems using a selection of lines and words from all the poems that I wrote.
Under the sign of Saturn
you visit floating worlds
slip your skin
into an apartment window,
sip tea with a clutter of skeletons
and share stories of how your cat
has legs that stretch like roots
while it fishes for butterflies
out of your mouth. You say use your lips
as paddles to sail home and spot a beacon
where a sparrow flies into your trust.
You take hold of the sun and lick it
with a twirl of your tongue.
are made of glass.
Wear an overcoat in the shower
share words like lovers
and listen to a moth from a window.
Remember you have been here before
you have held hope between your fingers
you have inserted a coin into your heart
and written poems on ice cream clouds
that melted in your mouth.
It is here you live
a high-powered mutant,
studying cherry blossoms
that hover above the sea.
These are your images
and they hang on hooks.
This is your moon
and it is a marshmallow.
These are your memories
and they burn like stars.
Turn off the TV
watch birds flutter
let them nest in your eyebrows
one muscle-twitch at a time.
Your will is against you
you are still life with waterfall
you are crusted to the corners of my eyes.
You are the sun and you hang high
in the sky like a stamp.