Friday, April 15, 2011

Five Minute Breakfast Poems #3

I am away {mom2summit} right now but PLEASE still play today. xoxo





I traced the Mississippi river with my finger from the sky
and the people here have kind eyes
and hero hands
and I am a voodoo love machine
hurricane gangster
in New Orleans

and the air hangs thick
with heat
and sex
and hope

and not so long ago
underwater
sadness broken
things fall apart

and then I sat on the concrete stoop
outside of the bar that I never knew existed
and I reframed my mind


GO! xoxo

7 comments:

Tara R. said...

I love NOLA and you captured the voodoo magic of the city perfectly.

My poem celebrates Fairies.

Mishi // Secret Agent Mama said...

Oh, I wish I was with you!

Here's mine: http://secretagentmama.com/blog/2011/04/15/five-minute-breakfast-poem-three/

Sizzle said...

Love it. Always.

I was not feeling very poetic this morning but I managed to post something. xo

Schmutzie said...

Here's mine! http://www.schmutzie.com/schmoetry/2011/4/15/sucked-up-into-pockets.html

Did I remember to thank you for this? Because I'm loving it.

Dani said...

I second Sizzle... love it, always.
http://lightningbugsinamasonjar.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-minute-breakfast-poems-3.html

Robin ~ PENSIEVE said...

My favorite line is...

the whole blasted thing! I love your writing voice, Amy, and in a few words, you act as teacher. :)

I popped over before you had posted this, and left my link on an earlier post, but I'll copy it here for convenience.

the art of friendship

http://www.pensieve.me/2011/04/art-of-friendship.html

180|360 said...

You are so talented, mama! Love it.

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