Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Too Close to the Edge

The midnight lake puts its lips
to my eyes and drinks every
starlight wish swimming in hazel.

Not satisfied with the brew of visions
it sends watery death into my lungs
to flood my last breath of July.

Thrashing in waves of lost I am tossed
the life preserver of 1:00 am and a cat
purring rescue across my chest.

Shaken I reach for pen and paper
beside my bed and pray my muse
has escaped the drowning pool of empty.

©Susie Clevenger 2018

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Impugning An Orchid

You thought I was too fragile,
an orchid requiring more
than you were willing to give.

You sat beneath a rain
of jealous opinions and
let them damn me before
you even knew my strength.

Loss only makes you the fool.
I am much wiser now with my heart.
I can breathe in my freedom, while
you whither where I  bloom.

©Susie Clevenger 2018

Sanaa gave a selection of word lists at Real Toads to inspire our writing.
I chose the following words: breathe, rain, loss orhcid

Real Toads ~ Get Listed ~ July Edition

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Spoiled Tongues Scar Faces

Judgmentals malign sister crow
with whispered gossip
jealous perked in spoiled tea.

She ignores their babble
polluting the wind, and gathers
silhouettes to wallpaper memory.

Spoiled tongues scar faces.
The eye of I is an open window
where what is spoken is always seen.

Beware when attacking a sister,
words carried on feathers
may return in a murder of wings.

©Susie Clevenger 2018
Crow image by pngtree.com