Anthropomorphic rain
I see a
Man of passion
Able to be tender
Or a sky hammer
Flooding the soil
Anthropomorphized,
I see a
Woman of passion
Birthing her seeds of
Glorious trees
Flowers and healing weeds
But able to split open
Swallowing all
Creations man-and-woman-made
How to tame
The elements?
© 2022 Clarissa Simmens
IMAGE: Rain & Soil, Dreamtime
Bought 10 Bloodroot plants from eBay
Because the FDA
Was having their say
With anti-cancer herbs
Siding with big Pharma
How dare they
But they did
Max, my Rottie mix
Was an herbalist like all dogs
Troubled with parasites
He found all 10 of my plants
I’d put into pots
Eating all of them to heal
What an amazing dog!
❤ ❤ ❤
Rocks, trees, fertile earth
How much is your safety worth?
❤ ❤ ❤
Off and on
Lived by the swamp
And in 30 years
No one ever intruded
Now, weekly
Someone jumping the fence
Running through the yard
Time for a
Protection spell
Graveyard dirt from Max
Center of the backyard
Most protective of all my dogs
Mix with Dragon’s Blood resin powder
Scoop and place in
The four corners of property (NESW)
Putting a biscuit on the grave
I tell Max:
Dearest Max
Enjoy your life
Wherever you are
I call upon you
With a request
Please protect your family
Within the 2 lots of the compass rose
How we miss you ❤
Thanks for all you did those 13 years
What a gift you will always be!
❤ ❤ ❤
Fossils, crystals, colorful glass
Graveyard dirt and new-mown grass…
❤ ❤ ❤
© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Earth Protection
If he has a temper tantrum
Pushes the cartoonish red button
Will beautiful words like
Abecedarian or Antiquarian echo ever again
Will my poetry books survive on the Cloud
Or will all be gone
Should we pig out on chocolate
Just in case
Gaze upon the faces
That matter most in our lives
See the past pass fast in the blast
Conception of the fall out
From this concept
Is impossible to conceive…
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© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Cold Day Fire
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Thinking of the Homeland
of One of My Grans (Ukraine)
and who may be next
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* Billy Joel, YouTube Video https://youtu.be/eFTLKWw542g
My friend and fellow-poet Denise Fletcher (aka Poetry Curator) has gathered together an eclectic group of poets to celebrate the coming National Poetry Month in April. She has presented us with a beautiful selection of poems (including mine!) weaving a fine collaboration of thoughts and feelings expressing the “sublime power of poetry”! You may download the PDF from her website:
https://poetsnotebook2022.blogspot.com/2022/02/prometheus-amok.html
When the first meeting
Between two new souls
Occurs
Dance is the only way
To touch
And if you were mine
I’d enter your circle
As our skin
Would begin
To recognize
Each other
And the song you wrote for me
Musical notes never heard on this earth
And the lyrics I wrote for you
Words never written
In any domestic or foreign
Dictionary
Would make us feel
Like the bumblebee
Drinking honey
From an Amethyst Kiss…
❤ ❤ ❤
© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Tradescantia Amethyst Kiss & Bee
Randomly choosing today
Came up with Pisces 1 (0-1 degree)
Sabian Symbol:
“A Public Market Place”
So I ask,
Is this like Rossetti’s “Goblin Market”?
Eat the forbidden fruit
Like those long-gone
Poet-women
Christina, Emily
Eat, yearn,
And the climax is to
Die young?
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One interpretation defines it as
“The exchange of ideas, goods, and services”
But in today’s pandemic world
My marketplace is not public
It is online
The exchange of ideas is limited
Between me and Amazon robots
Or Walmart Customer Service
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So I mourn the days I’d shop
In the marketplace
But you who laugh at horoscopes
Take note
As I began writing this poem
Roomie came in from the
Foggy outdoors
Saying,
“Hey CS, wanna go shopping with me?”
And I did
Buying stuff at the thrift store
While he shopped at Save-A-Lot
(No mushrooms, what’s going on?)
And I smiled and shook my head
Astrology!
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© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Goblin Market, Public Domain
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NOTES Related to Astrology degrees and Sabian symbols
360 Phrases correspond to zodiac wheel
Each with a story and unique energy field
In my natal horoscope in Lilith/Aquarius is 19-20 degree
Sabian symbol 320: “A big white dove, a message bearer”
In keeping with my white pigeons hallucination at age 3 or 4
After which, birds, as my psychopomp, bring me news of family-member deaths
Before they happen
But without telling me who to warn
Like some cosmic joke…
Seed sower
Planting an idea
Unfeigned?
Or are you rollicking around
With the stars?
Playing tag with the moon?
I’m the one whose feet
Are firmly planted
On the Earth
Hoping your notions
Don’t turn into
Wild weeds…
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© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Seeds in the fog 2
Pink paper, white lace
Scissors and glue
Valentine wishes
I love you
❤ ❤ ❤
Those were the times
School days with dreams
Of future princes
Making us queens
❤ ❤ ❤
The clock ticked by
Soon old enough to date
Waded through available teens
But we needed to wait
❤ ❤ ❤
War took some
But many came home
Couples sorted out
Very few left alone
❤ ❤ ❤
The clock tick-tocked
Wedded like poetic lovers
Years passed and some had kids
Some from the nightmare recovered
❤ ❤ ❤
Valentines seemed to change
Lace and Love gave way to comics
Seems like more of us queens
Stayed married for reasons economic
❤ ❤ ❤
Replaced the clocks for PC time
No tick-tock but still raced
The mirror image stuck out its tongue
Time displaced, replaced my face
❤ ❤ ❤
So now I hold a crystal heart
Dreaming of a dashing king
And wonder why the childhood dreams
Were merely fake words my heart did sing
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Still and all, Valentine’s Day
Is about the loves we treasure
Kids and dogs and cats and friends
All still bring us pleasure…
❤ ❤ ❤
© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: V-day Again photo
So I looked at the night sky
Wondering why
I never knew who you are
Which constellation
Did you evolve from
What element claims you
Earth, Water, Air, Fire
Or are you just my conjuration…
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Celestial Globe 2022
In the sky I see
Spanish moss in winter rain
Whispering your name
❤ ❤ ❤
(c) 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Spanish moss on Live Oak
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