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TOO MUCH MOON
Luscious silver sparkle
penetrates the night
blazes into my dark room
glitters like a pirate's treasure
pearling the corners
blanching the colors
assailing my eyes
with its shimmer
an exuberance of light
a feast, on orgy of glowing
wild white
dream stirring glimmer
Too much, too much
a surfeit of light
too much brilliance
for a mortal to suffer
with sanity
like too much blooming
in a spring orchard
draws me to delirium
FINALE
When the trees drip
flame and yellow gold
when breath chills
to a ghostly phantom
and dew turns all to hoarfrost
like an old man's beard...
When woodpeckers stop hammering
and the last wild shriek is heard
hunters have gone
and all the scampering
and fluttering is still...
When the lavender sky
fades to indigo
and spreads a lacy mantle
picked out in points of silver
and moon shadows
creep slowly down the hill...
Is death like this
all silent, cold and beautiful?
TEMPTATION
Sometimes I debate
writing a poem
about one of those annoying
aggravating situations
that comes of living
in close quarters with
the human race
You know --
belief-defying
dumb-striking
moments that demonstrate
how ignorant
or rude or selfish
or just plain STUPID
people can be
After all,
better the paper
absorb all that ire and wrath
than my child, my spouse
or the dog
point by point
indulging my vexation
like a glutton
I could let all my irritations and frustrations
burgeon into a fine
and holy rage. . .
in black and white
I'm often tempted
to write a poem like that
but I don't
BUS STOP
hot concrete
pushes against her thighs
through thin cotton
leaning on the wall panting, sweating
voice dusty with frustration:
Has the fourth street bus left yet?
cool blue suit
efficient tie
successful pin-striped posture
replies: Well . . . yes
but another one will be along
in fifteen minutes
Yeah . . . she grins in resignation
just like men
K.M. White a retired RN, and a current student of herbal medicine, who has travelled recently in Mexico and Costa Rica, has been published in Earthships: a New Mecca Poetry Collection, and had two poems, with accompanying art pieces, included in The Cradle Project art installation, June 2008, in Albuquerque, NM. (August 08, September 09).
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