were it not for rain
I wouldn’t know how to bloom
where grief seeded me
she cried with laughter
a healing rain in grief’s drought
of withered roses
you loved hearing rain
their notes writing music
that didn’t hold pain
©Susie Clevenger 2024
Wednesday, July 3, 2024
Wednesday, March 6, 2024
Monday, October 25, 2021
Nesting Moan of Winter
surviving frozen
in the shell of abandoned
wing shivers of red
hatching on empty
fragility of hoping
spring will rise from ash
a featherless bird
i fly the ice of winter
searching for freedom
Susie Clevenger 2021
Monday, October 18, 2021
Of Eve and White Bird
escaping
eden
where
misogyny’s apple
grows
from pointed tongues
angel
of mercy
flying
a needle sky
clouded with corpses
butterfly
pressed beneath glass
caught
by Eden’s net
©Susie Clevenger 2021
Friday, August 6, 2021
Risking the Heart
I’m the queen of hearts
royal cupid of choices
pain you encourage
♥
gambling on romance
can bankrupt even the wise
heart chase addiction
♥
infatuation’s blush
stains the skin a foolish rose
risking exposure
©Susie Clevenger 2021
Word Crafters Prompt
Wednesday, June 9, 2021
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Moon on Ebony and Ivory
We danced to the end of the world on piano keys warmed by the moon.
©Susie Clevenger 2021
American Sentence: Seventeen syllables
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