June 25, 2024
~ First Place ~ Premiere Contest: 2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 6 Sponsor: Mark Toney
~ Seventh Place ~ Contest: Yesterday’s Wishes Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Back when girlish daydreams rode the ether like coal-glowy-clouds my featly feet kept a beat in spring grass as I flounced with Romany winds— breezy-gypsy-lips brushed my cheek as I whirled in his imaginary arms ‘til I fell over on pillows of clover… white fields of clover did pillow my dreams as slow-motion-cumulus shape-shifted into what I wanted to see I found you where you stood a wizard-well made of stone there you sang your mouth O-pen like the eye-of-the-storm and oh— with fluent depth your slippery rime beguiled my mind June wind— a flowy fifer blew across your rounded rim— folksy-fife twisted petticoat heartstrings… my wishes stitched my seams bewitched —hopes bloomed like soft-stemmed peonies twined by choke-hold-vines in the season before my summer solstice when skirt-pleats still hid shy knees how was I to know wishing for lambs from edelweiss was as fictive as sugarcane unicorns so I dared not damage the magic with doubt’s dent as I cast blindfolded coins weighed down with cinder-block-hope in fealty to a wishing-well deity who made ethereal echoes of my name —yet callous your schemes pitching dreams as empty now as this fool but for my shame back then life was unmapped—until clover fields became sneak-away-streets paved with your name where remains of yesterday’s wishes lay like burned-out cars along couldn’t-care-less curbs
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