September 2, 2024
~ First Place ~ Premiere Contest: Open Poetry 10 Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
The avalanche crashed an ax from nimbus peaks these shrouds a pall a maul splitting my shield this smur slurs my weakened war paint my skin my beat my breath my breast gray matter clouds —a pock-marked-psyche wears the ruse of ceruse cosmos charity clouds once white like daylight once light as sea foam blown and flown to the expanse of ether airy spirits afloat now a iron-heart-anvil I’m horizontal ..an empty fossil-frame pressed into earth these clouds these shrouds upon me around me about me they cry my lantern dampened they know why cataract-clouds dimmed my gaze they’ve simmered and condensed they’ve become incensed they drape me a caterwaul shawl oh mamma sky your cirrus streams my suckle sweet nourish my flourish rock me frock me your cumulus crib and fleece from nest on high fledge me bluebird spry freckle me starling’s starlight speckle myself the Milky Way instead of ash-of-flame remains constellated skin depicts our myth and marrow sagas my mouth alive with words of the winds iambic tranquilize of zephyrs sweeping wheat and lyric wrath of gales aggrieved stripping leaves from trees with barnstormer speech cleanse my lens with see-through-rain till wet with reflection that upends the blur and burr of clouds crashing down — keep them mamma sky beyond where they belong so I may return and re-emerge — reimagined
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