“Callisthenic Daffodils” October 19th 2014 Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday
Every Sunday, a group of us sign up at the Weekend Writing Warriors blog and post a snippet of a work in progress or poetry. I will be using this platform to share another side of my writing – my poetry. I will also be sharing some of my photography and other people’s artworks. Link to Weekend Writing Warriors: http://www.wewriwa.com/ and read and connect with an excellent and diverse group of writers. Here’s my contribution for the week:
You walk down these soggy hallways
a black knight,
you leave a trail of exits doors
and wishing wells
ajar with tragedy.
The sun burns like a black hole through your arms.
You said it was easy,
you said this
would be easy.
In the beginning
I never understood Gorecki,
you said some things just don’t go together…
(a sort of sorrow?)
You said most happiness ends fairly soon,
(but for pleasure?)
you see too much difference,
like neon lights and legs.
Fertile dust settles,
your mind turns green,
Behind your cigarette you murmur
like a child’s piano,
soft, leering, musical teeth
chewing up sun-filled afternoons
that burn through lost windows.
I turn my face around your fingers,
I watch you fall
Mozart was a catalyst,
and Rachmaninov is beautiful
for first dates.
© Catherine Winther