By Mary Dezember
Author of stories and poetry as portals to possibilities.
When tight-lipped winter
cracks a smile,
slants of sunlight
create the ‘scape.
Heaven’s window
shades wave
as they twist in the wind,
and I long for memories I have
yet to make.
I’m tired
of the dizzying
playground merry-go-round
or plans for transoceanic flights
or contemplating the big secret
with its promise of an extra-celestial quest,
travel into the final unchartered territory.
It’s welcoming Spring
to sit with me
on my balcony
on my birthday
with my big love
purring
pressed to my heart
that melts the sickles and scythes of ice
and turns the sun shafts into gentle blades
reminiscent of, in our contentment,
claws grasping my skin
in tiny punctures
of healing.
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