Brushstroke in Wonderland
In the pristine sparkle
where footprints don’t
mar sunlight or ruffle
the coverlet of new fallen snow
I am a mere brushstroke in wonderland
holding space for poets who need
to fill their eyes with ink.
©Susie Clevenger 2021
Tantrum
Ms. Rainbow enters the stage in her gown of charmeuse silk quoting Wordsworth and silences the sun’s soliloquy on his relationship with clouds. Her theatrics are more jealous tantrum than artful expression or love of poetry. For all her brilliant colors she only draws a moment’s adulation before her attraction begins to fade. ©Susie Clevenger 2019 #NaPoWriMo2019 Real Toads ~ The Tuesday Platform
And Susie, there is still snow enough for all who want to leave their trail.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in Nebraska and we loved a fresh snowfall so we could play "Fox and Goose," a tag game using paths we would tramp down. Some were pretty clever, all were art work standing out in a field of snow.
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This is absolutely gorgeous my friend! I love the poetic idea of filling our eyes with ink! A stunning poem Susie!
ReplyDeletea mere brushstroke in wonderland - beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry, Ms. Susie ~~~
ReplyDeleteAh, you are indeed a brushstroke in wonderland. Gorgeous, Susie!
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