The song of the lark returns
To the edge of the woodland
She greets me cheerfully trilling
As I stroll across the flowering lea
October 31, 2021
Four lines excerpted from "Song of the Lark"
especially for "Liberum Divisa 8 Poetry Contest"
sponsored by Gregory Richard Barden
Categories:
excerpted, bird, cheer up, morning,
Form: Free verse
Your teeth, locked in steel jaw force,
sink further into my skin, I wince.
You release.
Your growl bespeaks your passion.
Liberum Divisa 7 Poetry Contest
Gregory Richard Barden
9/2/21
Excerpted from my poem "Love Letter"
11/7/17
Categories:
excerpted, desire, love, lust, passion,
Form: Free verse
from the brewing storm's steeping chalice
the breath of death's journey awakens in quiet tides
beckoned by the stirring whisper of mortal winds
furrowed by stoic angels in pallid temporal skies
April 17, 2021
Excerpted from "My Silent House"
Liberum Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
Categories:
excerpted, angel, baptism, death, religion,
Form: Free verse
Gusts upon the green blades buzzing with synergy
While morning sun rays placed its striped bee patterns
Cast upon my face like some radiant Zebra energy
From across the universal rings of Saturn
excerpted from "Saturn's" Rings posted May 2019 on 4-22-20
for Rithimus Divisa 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gregory Barden
Categories:
excerpted, earth, imagery, imagination, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Ah! So soft it speaks in its gentle din
Enfolding gratitude in our hearts
To be mindfully given for peace doth impart
The beauteous wonder of nature therein
Excerpted from: Everlasting
9-19-2019
Picturesque Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
January 15, 2020
Arbitrium Divisa 6
Sponsored by Gregory Barden
Categories:
excerpted, appreciation, beauty, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Patty Cat, Patty Cat,
Sheath your claw;
Rat-girl and Cat-girl
Rollin' in the straw.
Excerpted from Wisewomen and Boggy-boos: A Dictionary of Lesbian Fairy Lore (Austin: Banned Books, 1992).
Categories:
excerpted, cat, fairy, fantasy, girl,
Form: Quatrain
Merry Mary Blackberry fairy
will you marry me
Cows that play the live-long day
have come to sample thee.
Excerpted from Wisewomen and Boggy-boos: A Dictionary of Lesbian Fairy Lore (Austin: Banned Books, 1992).
Categories:
excerpted, fairy, fantasy, food, love,
Form: Quatrain
Breathe elegance
of gray green
lessons in simplicity
blue heron waits
I watch your
minor shifts in moving
I’ve already squiggled
a dozen times
while you peer tall
on your barnacled stage
I’d never seen
stillness so refined
estuary ballerina
extending time.
[Excerpted from the book with the same title by Sean Wiebe & Celeste Snowber]
Categories:
excerpted, beach, beauty, blue, nature,
Form: I do not know?
Three Sisters
Three sisters sitting on a stoop
Like Autumn Summer and Spring
Reflective Introspective and Serene
Contemplating the past present and beyond
Givers of life from the womb to the tomb your love is eternal
You nurture children into women and men
Mothers of the Earth life's sweet nectar is chilled for all that you do
Salud
Three Sisters by Allen Hackett/ Inspired by Ruby Jackson,Nancy Serels and Woodie Lattimore.
Excerpted from: "The Other Side" by Allen Hackett. Copyright © 1989
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Categories:
excerpted, mother,
Form: Free verse
excerpted from "For an album";
Adrienne Rich (1987)
...
Our story is of moments
when even slow motion moved too fast
for the shutter of the camera:
words that blew our lives apart, like so,
eyes that cut and caught each other...
...our story is
how still we stood,
how fast."
That still fresh old photograph of you
astride a spotted pony, bare feet
dangling as limply as your torn dress:
the background was a high veranda,
cool green trimmed with gingerbread.
A small boy sat the animal with you --
two solemn and handsome children
upon a well-fed pony, photographed
by an itinerant in the thirties --
the time frozen as long as the picture
or our fading memories of it may last.
Some say the boy, our brother,
did little in his forty-six years;
but now, we see his boy's eyes,
soft, liquid, serious, sad,
no hint of smile about them.
We weep his loss.
And you, sister:
alert, protective, girl's face
set to fend off the world --
cast so early in your role
as the family glue
holding us all together.
Categories:
excerpted, angst, brother, childhood, death,
Form: Narrative