powerful – Ana Celeste Poetry

The cancerous floral proliferation of a creative-minded child

Can conjure rabies in a Dad like Snow White’s poison apple.

It goes: fresh undulating capillaries form, at dreamtime, ‘neath

The foundations of a country home conjoining not one, but four

Four children to the central Nervous system of a hardwood,

cross-borne body turning every virgin dandelion to oak

They cast each stem in pitch and resin

instill the fear of God in amber bones.

The cinders dance like lightning bugs

Over the bonfire’s conflagrating trepidation.

I would write for myself

After the thawing, in a gold book:

That’s how I know some semblance of Yeshua

still works through my veins. Urgent love to steep-

a honeyed ache would spread like sap on the tongue.

I’d remind that I am a pomegranate

bursting with seeds raining to the ground

pouring to the ground

Like money

Ambrose

A waterfall

Gently laughs

Through the outburst of fissures

Of rock and calcite In their time of year

But it’s thawing year. Open for

minnows to kiss and heat the lake’s surface,

and seal a capsule of heart in rock still pulsing

for each other like a lost well of whispered hymns-

Sustained- A long ache before two small wrists almost touch.

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