Showing posts with label Storms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Storms. Show all posts

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Mirage

 

The ship with orange sails

stands out among the rest.

 

Perhaps whoever chose them

wanted them to match their destination—

 

the horizon, or a harvest of sunsets

always ending, like we were.

 

Cinder, smoke, ashes.  Storm jibs

in a haze of primrose promises

 

clutched like a fading pulse—

a final tremor against the bright, dying sun.

 

 

© 2025 Jennifer Wagner

 

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Sunday, November 3, 2024

Swallowed Up

 

Swallowed up

in the belly of my bones,

a shy sweetheart, guarded.

 

Swallowed up

in the belly of my heart,

a promised ark, departed.

 

Swallowed up

in the belly of the storm,

where it started.

 

Swallowed up

in the belly of a hawk,

hope, disregarded.

 

Swallowed up

in the belly of a crow,

the dream, a shell, discarded.

 

 

© 2024 Jennifer Wagner

 

 

Word Garden Word List

Saturday, October 12, 2024

Maple Sugar

 

I am naked here,

arms stretched wide.

 

I’ve removed my apron,

my soles are rooted,

sandals tossed aside—

 

shaking my papery skins

of ochre, amber, umber,

deep chestnut brown

 

whistling down

as autumn storms

cause them to do

 

a little tune,

wild and flush,

like milk, like honey,

like money, or better—

 

the sound

of the storm-crested

rustling of two.

 

 

© 2024 Jennifer Wagner

 

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