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NEW POETRY BOOK

The paperback edition of my newest book Xeriscaping Poetry (A Wild Mellowing) is now available on Amazon for $6 with B&W photos. The Kindle edition is $1.99 and the photos are in color. Although I edited and redid the photos, some of them are not centered and I made the decision to leave them as is since there is some inconsistency with the Kindle Beta Program for paperback. I do want to thank Karen Bruton for her invaluable help with my book cover. I will NEVER understand how to change the DPI despite her meticulous instructions! Here is the link:

 

 

DISINTEGRATION

STRANGE, WROTE THIS LAST YEAR AND WOKE UP, ONE YEAR LATER, FEELING THE SAME SENSE OF LOSS.  ASTROLOGICAL…?

 

Changing, changing,

Sixth sense sounding

Like a warning siren

Me, like the Earth,

Fracked into fragments

Pieces of ice

Like spilled trays from the freezer

Broken up

Reflecting burning

UV rays from fiery space

Water leaking over

An aging landscape

The elements rebelling

Changing, changing,

Nothing will ever be the same…

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Break up of Arctic, Discover Magazine Blog

LOST & FOUND

(THINGS I LOST)

High soprano voice

Soared so high

And one terrible day

It refused to return from the heavens

Self esteem

It came, it went

Could have used it on a more steady basis

But it had an aversion to matters of love

Joy

The sheer excitement of life

But like Mellencamp says,

“Life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone”

Visibility

Without trying, we become

More invisible with age

Shouting, “See me!” makes no difference

(THINGS I FOUND)

Wisdom, of sorts

Still impulsive

That’s probably an Aries trait

Talking before thinking is an ancient brain path

Calmness

Although adrenalin still romps through the bloodstream

Making me shake when excited

Not so excited anymore so able to navigate

Tolerance

Can laugh at myself

Zen-like understanding of people

And the Earth and the universe and beyond

Beauty

Strip away the wrinkles

And the gravitational pull

It’s there, somewhere…

© 2014 ViataMaja, Laminas