Inward Seasons

Memories like a Chinese dragon
fluid~~~multihued~~~rattling.

I wrestle my brain,
p                          i
 i                         t
  n
    n                    d
      i                  o
        n              w
           g          n

until I find the origin
of its negative thought.

A hall of mirrors
w          a         n
r            n         e
i            d          b
n                       u
k                        l
l                         o
e                        u
d                        s

scuttling toward Winter’s age.

Underscore of pinings
thought to be important 
…….and they are…….

sculpted scores of Octoberfest.

I                  Spring’s zephyr
   s           )
   (             )
   w           )
    (            o
    i            )
    (            n
    n           )
    (            )
    g           )
      ======
          
releasing endorphins
from my carefree childhood.

Warmth under my mother’s coddles,
my shell well cared for,
                  !
            (          )   
           (            )
          (               )
        (                   )
          *************
as I care for her now,
as her casing fills with chemo drips.

I ponder the seasons of life,
snaking inwards ~ ~ ~ ~
peck at the visceral shell.

Summerhouse warmth, waterborne-eyes
closed in hibernaculum-chrysalis.
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I shall not ponder my death!
Nor shall I write a sonnetbituary.

10/26/2020
Inward Reflections Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Cooke
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Krutsinger Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 4:16 AM
This is completely compelling, captivating, and challengingly creative, my friend. Wow! I am blown over by it!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 5:36 AM
Giving you a hug! Thank you!
Watt Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 1:59 PM
Such clever and thought-provoking sculpting of poetic feelings, Kim. This must have taken hours to get just write. I liked your word 'sonnetbituary'. Blessings, my friend ~ John
Rodrigues Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 6:26 PM
Thank you, John! Blessings to you!
Buhagiar Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 11:18 AM
There are a few who would write their obituaries. Don't interest me. When I'm gone I wont be able to read it. You had a job with your shape. Quite interesting. ~~
Rodrigues Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 6:27 PM
Thank you, Victor!
Roper Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 9:59 AM
Memories of the past and the love and worrying of your mom. Interesting form and write, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 6:30 PM
Thank you, Eve! Thanks too for mentioning my mom. <3
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