A Star to Steer By
Out on the deck, night is coy, riffling the ocean, tossing clouds across the sky, revealing a waxing moon.
A cruise passenger points out an oversize star. I suggest it’s a planet.
Does it matter? We need only a gleam in the night, something to hitch our hopes to, a star to steer by.
Maybe our captain should read the night sky. Countless mariners before him have set sail in canoes with only a map in the stars.
One Day of Glory
The hibiscus greets me like a secret lover courting on the sly. She peers in my window, gaily clad in pink, her graceful petals reaching toward me. A day later, her petals unfold part way, tremble in the breeze, tumble to the ground.
Perspectives
Earth as a giant teardrop spinning in space, dotted by landscapes spewed up from a molten core.
Souls as God’s teardrops strewn into galactic night, birthing wild hope, tenderness and love from a cauldron of rage.
My soul an icy teardrop suspended in space light years beyond hope, swirling in oceans of fear.
Socorro Potter
The greenware tumbles haphazardly near her kiln by bowls and elongated bells she fired with love and glazed with care. Remote Socorro boasts no culture, just bare hills, a desert sun, unending sky and rock. The ranchers tend their cattle, till the fields. Leona pots alone, creating a flock of earthen vessels, harvesting the yields from molds, then painting bold designs of thunderbirds and lightning bolts in black and orange backed with beige. These sweeping lines, so swift, so clean reveal her daring, her knack for shining through the clouds, for standing firm, for following the path her soul discerns.
Sunday Morning in Florence
Lazy, the sun stretches its arms and slides over the bridges along the Arno. In a plaza nearby, four sleepy tourists stretch their legs in the spring sun while people amble by, as if perceiving a hint in the air of summers gone by, long nights along the river, embraces once engulfing. The tower of the Old Palace welcomes the crowd swirling silently at its feet.
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Susan Landon's poetry has appeared in numerous literary magazines, online periodicals and anthologies. Literary magazines include, The Aurorean, Borderlands and The White Heron. In 2003 & 2004, she won the Cambridge Poetry Award.
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