#acrostic
Put up another sturdy steel wall
Let sweet apathy be the motto
Every move is casual improv
Absolve myself of all desire
Stone cold callous absolutism
Ether of posthumous heartache
n.a.
and If you’re the judge
Exploiting routine is not entrapment;
try harder: a choice on the scale between
hurt and scared, the easy and boring scale—
it looks the same. The joy of being seen
can feel like a kiss, a flush and a pale
saving the face. Given, known and shown: all
reveals exist in the waiting, or meant
equally across time if the word is
[ ]erve. It’s an invitation to the ball;
options include a glass slipper; Her diss
lives in our souls rent-free. So Rachel’s son
views you with shade; tally and watch what’s won:
embers and cobs. Stalks are barest in spring;
donate the will, we’re gnawing on a wing.
25 March, 2022
Antes de nada
me gustaría agradecer
intensas historias vividas que
sólo a vuestro lado podría padecer,
tan sólo necesito vuestra comprensión
acerca de vuestra risa y consejo profundo, y,
después, a comernos el mundo.
Ever-light, lingering past abandoned stars,
Veil, nor pall, ethereal, could obscure you;
Eternalized, you are, in guarded memoirs,
Reigning my cognizance; forever renewed.
You verily meant everything to me;
The sheen that I behind all that glitters see.
Heaven and hell were equally divine
In life lived as yours… when you were mine.
No dejection could ever taint that time grim;
Gone you now are, but not true love’s hymn.
—
1-5-2022, M.A. Tempels ©
It’s National Poetry Month!
Prompt for April 1st: Rosamond S. King writes poetry using a form called “Shadow Poem.” This form asks you to write a shadow poem of a previously written poem. Today, I offered this prompt to my writers’ community. I suggested they write about shadows or try writing a new poem from one they’ve already written.
My poem below was originally written as an acrostic “ABUSEDWOMAN.” I divorced the form…
