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Patty Dickson Piezcka (3 poems)

FRIDA

                                                                                               I paint flowers

                                                                                                                                         so they will not die

                                                                                                                                                       -Frida Kahlo

                                                                                               

My spine is a broken matchstick.

Fire licks my bones

and steam whistles

through my tea-kettle heart.

 

Sometimes the pain is so great

skeletons crawl from my mouth.

The nails in my skin

are almost sacred. They hold

my soul in place.

 

Only colors

can open my petals—

the palette, the shapes,

the lines that root me

to this life.

REFUGEES

We live on the border

between swallowed songs 

and wings.

 

Moon slides down our backs,

but darkness holds our hands,

guiding us blindly.

 

Home has become this goat path,

narrow and winding as a snake

in the brush.

 

We walk along its slippery back,

careful and quiet,

trying not to wake it.

 

We mix the night's pain

with pigments of ground plum petals,

malachite and berries

 

to paint ourselves

into this landscape.

Salvation is hidden

 

somewhere among the black leaves.

Our silken hope slips

through these dark branches.

AT HORSESHOE LAKE

I pull sunlight from your hair

to make our shadows pour

into the cypress swamp,

where rivulets spill back

to the time we met.

 

Tupelo leaves brush the colors

left by secrets barely whispered—

words beyond flight

and dream, strung to

neither root nor bone,

words tumbling in shapes

never recognized before.

 

We unbutton the hours

until day and night

meet briefly at the horizon;

they kiss, still making

each other blush

after so many years.

Patty Dickson Piezcka is the author of Beyond the Moon’s White Claw (Red Dragonfly Press) She won the Library of Poetry Book Award for 2012 from The Bitter Oleander Press. Other books are Lacing Through Time (Bellowing Ark Press, 2011), and a chapbook, Word Paintings (Snark Publishing, 2002). In both the 2012 ISPS contest and the Maria W. Faust Sonnet Contest, she placed first and has had writing contributions in more than fifty literary journals. She graduated from the creative writing program at Southern Illinois University. Her short play won first prize from the Paradise Alley Players, and she received first place in the fiction contest at John A. Logan College.

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