abloom

Image © 2016 Jennifer Wagner

flowers

are for falling

like i do

into you,

knee-deep and

head over—

for healing

winter’s ragged,

jagged bones

and just

to make you smile

© 2016 Jennifer Wagner

Like Spent Cherry Blossoms

Milling about

the door,

while the garden lights

were swaying

and the moon was high,

this poem

found itself

arriving,

sweet spices

on rainpetal skin

from spring's unfurling trees.

And what was I to do, little poem?

Of course, I swept you in.

© 2016 Jennifer Wagner



Happy National Poetry Month! :-)

dVerse OLN
 

March 20

Everything I saw that day

reminded me of another.

Two daisies in a glass bowl.

A discarded coffee cup (Starbucks).

Red spray paint, lipstick, a little bit of blood.

Never mind the window

speckled with mint green rain.

I wanted to lick it

but that would have been inappropriate.

Undignified. Quite.

But, since I've already

lost my mind a time or two. . .

more than that even. . .

What of it?

A mind is an easy thing to lose.

Don't even get me started on hearts.

That's another poem.

This one is about

my tongue licking mint green rain

and never you mind

I saw pumpkins and gourds on a March day,

orange and round, warty and yellow.

There's nothing to it.

I see what I want to see these days.

And afterwards I started jumping

because I determined

that's what you do.

And then you eat yellow daisies

or daffodils, if that's what you can find,

and you can, because it's March

and the Ides have passed.

You made it.

No one sticking it to you

this time, Caesar.

And death,

she's your friend,

but not today.

No, not today.

© 2016 Jennifer Wagner

OK, I went a bit wacky maybe, but I've been reading Ray Bradbury's Zen in the Art of Writing. So yeah, Happy Spring! :-)

Daffodils are poisonous, though daisies are edible, so please, don't actually eat!

Lambing

mid-March,

lion dots her i

with a little sun

© 2015 Jennifer Wagner

Resurgences (2 tenWords)

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winter garden

tiny grave beds

(tu)lips are whispering,

“come, spring”

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tracing her scars

like braille, mouthing,

I

lived

to

tell

© 2015 Jennifer Wagner

For dVerse, the tenWord, a form created by Brian Miller.

fair maidens

photo © 2014 Jennifer Wagner

strawberry cream

and mint

renaissance girls,

spring’s popsicle juleps,

and the deer’s delight—

who wait

for the slumbering

of the gardener-knight

© 2014 Jennifer Wagner

Sakura

Photo © 2014 Jennifer Wagner

Spring’s love note comes

like riotous femininity

sipping pink champagne

and throwing her head back

saying, “catch me,

if you can.”

© 2014 Jennifer Wagner

For Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Flowers.  Cherry blossoms say “spring” to me.  So glad to see them!

Delphinium

late spring in the meadow

deep blue larkspur

unruffled by the breeze

 © 2013 Jennifer Wagner

 For Carpe Diem Special:  Spring Breeze