Gemini Sisters of May

 


In the very much alike totally opposite

we dance a waltz in moon soaked shoes

collecting butterfly wings in sapphire ink.

 

Poet twins of different muses our eyes

travel the spaces between light and dark

to find words and visions to paint the alphabet

into unique fingerprints united through poetry.

 

Gemini sisters of May we feast on spring

to grow flowers in winter and splash journals

with words so tomorrow won’t go hungry. 


©Susie Clevenger 2020

For my Gemini poets Carrie and Shay

The Sunday Muse #161


Comments

  1. Sherry Blue SkyMay 23, 2021 at 11:42 AM

    Wow, Susie, you are on fire these days. This is gorgeous writing.

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  2. Carrie Van HornMay 23, 2021 at 12:05 PM

    "So tomorrow won't go hungry" sigh...I love that Susie! The entire poem is amazing and lovely! A glorious representation of a poets heart and soul. In many ways a poet is a Gemini, whether born in May or not.

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  3. HelenMay 23, 2021 at 12:35 PM

    This is luscious poetry Ms. Susie!

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  4. C. SandlinMay 23, 2021 at 12:46 PM

    Gorgeous poem!

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  5. FireblossomMay 23, 2021 at 2:19 PM

    Love it, Susie!

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  6. ms_liliMay 23, 2021 at 8:09 PM

    These two are soul-linked. I love this line:
    "we dance a waltz in moon soaked shoes"

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  7. kaykualaMay 24, 2021 at 2:11 AM

    Beautiful shot Susie! Fine tribute to the Gemini sisters!

    Hank

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  8. indybevMay 24, 2021 at 7:50 AM

    Oh YUM, this is a feast of words. No fear tomorrow might go hungry!

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  9. FireblossomMay 25, 2021 at 1:55 PM

    Susie, thanks for your comment on mine. Old Fumblefingers here hit "delete" instead of "publish" and I do apologize.

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    1. Susie ClevengerMay 25, 2021 at 5:27 PM

      You’re welcome. That’s ok. It’s happened to me before also.

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  10. JimMay 25, 2021 at 2:28 PM

    I'm learning much about the Geminis. We have a granddaughter who was born on May 15 but I see the Gemini were from May 20 to June 21, so none of these to check on in real time. I liked the lines, ". . . splash journals [ ] with words so tomorrow won’t go hungry." I wish more folk would be keeping Journals or Diaries, I often encourage that and wish I had kept one.
    ..

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