Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Poetic Asides Poem-A-Day April Challenge Day 7: Love/Anti-Love poem


I built a small rock garden next to the stone patio, just steps away
from the old kitchen with its nineteen thirties
cabinets that have doors that wouldn’t close refusing to keep

their ghosts locked; I didn’t go far searching, I used the stones
that lay in the backyard, most of them flat –
parts of what once was a perfect border – now buried

underneath the overgrown lawn, when scraped clean their gray
 showed the sparkle in it; the rest –  that
I would like to think were left behind when the frozen

waters retreated melting some years before my time – formed
the crescent-shaped foundation upon which
 I piled the flat ones, building what resembled an Irish wall of sorts,

my small rock garden becoming more of a raised bed, a vessel to be
filled with fresh dirt, parsley and dill seeds
when spring comes after the long wait; on top of the wall

I put two stones with words imprinted on them, the kind they sell
at nurseries, a gift,  “hope” read the one,
the other “joy”, I seem to have misplaced the third one –


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer ("Happy")

written for Poetic Asides