Snowflake

The attraction is imminent
                              An oxygen

Starving for bond & chain
                              A symmetry

Shape of water is pure
                              Ice crystal

As the wind spins & wheels
                             Our arms cast

Hexagonal prism, pattern of
                             Curve to tangent
                                                           
Moments freeze & dilate
                             Wind, heat, temperature

At flashpoint:  another seed blooms
                             Seeking its blueprint

Yet all of Fate is a tailspin
                             Between sky to ground
                   
My only certainty-  
                             In my melting
                                                        you -




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Kitchen Fable

The spoon lives with the fork
in the drawer & finds it hard -

sharp edges prickling 
round belly & stout lips

She who ladles warm chicken soup
on cold nights

She who sugars coffee & tea
on summer days

carves patience into her bosom
as he tangles with skinny long noodles

& wrangles with cured meats &
harpoons spicy shrimps, a fisherman 

always coming back
oily, teeth red rimmed but never sated  

Lying beside him on the rack
varnished her silvery skin, but 

she keeps on giving her neck for the kiss
her bare back arching, half moon, half sun -

The knife, a close neighbor, one day
bluntly asked her:  why?  

She says:   
Its my nature.  I am a spoon.

Aesop Fable:   The scorpion and the frog

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Under full moon's spell

breaking waves

foam sea turbulent sky-

your kiss, my undertow-

 Gel Kelliher


I write of full breasted moon
straining against window 
pining for stormiest of storms

but come dawn, I turn to you 
anchoring my ship with gentle hands-  

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Sonnet: The blue garden

Between brushwood & yellowed walls, she tends

wild daisies peeking with eyes like hers, old.

A mulberry tree stands guard.   She pretends

spring is soft as she pulls out weeds so cold.

Grey clouds saunter above crisscrossed railings

Where this garden hides, a man ascetic

watercolors artlessly 'til ailings

turned his canvas madly poetic.

Her knees dig for moist in dry soil,  here lies

seeds, wrinkled & wind-shaken.   Her unclean

fingers gather mulched brown leaves under skies

piling layers, an altar.   Her heart mean

as whiskey is now crystal.  Blue instead 

of red, she buries it 'neath thorny bed.

                                                            Artist:   Vandy Massey

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Love Song

Let us go where the night
is sultry songbird
crooning lyrics to moon
                  voluptuous red 

I'll twine my arms around your neck
& wait for time to uncurl
its sweet fruit in your hands
                  plump dark

Let us drift closer for a kiss
There's sharp edge in the air
crackling our skin electric
                 brewing storm
               
Our love song is playing
& I want to be carried far away            
swaying 
                drunk on moonlight                   
                                                    & you
                           

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