women’s poetry for a change
issue # 59
fall 2003
page two...
| trogolodyte rochelle hope mehr frozen in time stalagmite unable to divine its source obsessed with the depths unable to confess the love from above |
born najwa salam brax in my cozy, rosy garden varicolored rosebushes dance and sway an artistic ballet that sets the rock to sing in the awakening summer pansies, still butterflies dreaming of platonic shadows to reveal their true existence. wild butterflies inspire matter and spirit - they waltz with iridescent birds of paradise spreading tiny muses of serenity my thought swells into visions my heart catches flitting beauties of paradise. in my flower-filled garden new ideas flap in the summer breeze a long poem is born, well written by various pens. Shall I trim it, edit and publish in the book of nature? Orpheus sends his immortal notes on ethereal wings, circles of butterflies in rainbow flight herald nature’s feathery dreams. I fly with them a wing merging with wings |
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| simple simon temi rose met a pie man going to the fair but Simple Simon lacked money the where and with all to represent and so was not allowed admittance no remittance not a pittance |
the meaning of consciousness rochelle hope mehr I dabble in doubt I doubt my dabbles doubt is what keeps me free doubt is what keeps me me I doubt therefore I am I am therefore I doubt the moment I am certain I am dead |
my mind is dishevelled my hair is tousled we’ve spent the night totally carousled how can the day be stolid and staid when through the night we’ve been fifteen times laid eleanor koldofsky |
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