Invisible

Hope is a bright white page

filled with invisible ink

—delivery

by secret spy.

Your eyes widening,

your pulse quickening,

your heart literally skipping

          off the page—

as each letter, revealed,

is a dream

decoded,

an unfolding message,

you can’t believe is

for you.

© 2017 Jennifer Wagner

A Quadrille.

Melt

The sky is that certain shade

of Saturday blue

with a ribbon of sea green

and an easiness

like hope restored.

A budding longing

for that far-off scent

of hyacinth, daffodil,

dirt—even,

burns like a mini-sun, a burgeoning sequence star,

behind the manteau of gray-black-white,

frozen-earth, crunch-bite—

a little poem

warming in the pocket of sky

that certain shade of Saturday blue.

© 2017 Jennifer Wagner