Best Poems Written by Michelle Marsiglia

Anatomy of Winter

The sun slips a wink 
And wilts a few degrees
Like ritual, September passes
Leaving a wet headache-

October falls fondly,
Pawing the door like a hungry cat. 
Strewing orange gifts and straw.

But Winter arrives,
And a chill broaches the air  
January’s sunset catches the glass. 

The trees branch like bronchi
 Ventricles fall like lace over the eyes
Bloodshot, usurping every last tear-

Underneath here- the skin prickles and bones grow,
Like coral, hard and skeletal, it barbs the nerves.
I’m cold, but every season has its will,
Spring is on the way.

Copyright © Michelle Marsiglia | Year Posted 2019