Season

Leafless branches reach
to the cloudy darkness of the
December Portland rain.

Season's greetings.

Gestation

Gestation


Art waits

inside my brain.

Forming sinewy
limbs and words

twisting forth and kicking

beating with the same heart
as my own

Waiting to emerge.


Stacy Alexander
2009

Poem for a poem

A poem rushed
through my body

blood though vein
hale and hearty

deep. red. irreverent.

Now it rests
in my bones

sand on desert
dry and brittle

soft. gray. white.


Stacy Alexander
2009