Half-Empty
Emptied
his mind so the heart feels
light,
lifted into the bright skyto praise the worlds of letting-go.
The
cherry wood near rosebuds.
Untimely flowers leave blood-drops on the snow.
Recipe blue note in his
pocket:
HUMMINGBIRD CAKE3 cups all-purpose flour
2 cups white sugar
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cups canola oil
3 eggs
1 crushed pineapple, drained
2 cups mashed bananas
1 cup chopped nuts
1 package cream cheese, softened
1/4 pound butter
1 lb sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Left the house shattered,
broken windows in living
room,black streaks mark the beaten floor.
Fierce explosions of vacancy
remain.
Ways to Mind
If our collective CPR stopped, medicine lost
charge,
our last breath would synchronize into one.
Despite every passing second, alive
for all who breathed us in, we are a pair of
doves.
1. Into the Mind
My coat hung low on my
body,
I held
out my hand so that we couldcross the treacherous bridge together,
I wouldn't go alone.
We were prisoners to the
trees.
Childhood
memories shattering the grounds,rocks of flowing river below my barefeet.
2.
Past Movement
Above a
small stiff sheet of white bedroom.
In
painting impracticalities coming nearer out of time.
3.
End to Me
Cracked,
underneath two long bleached handles
and
some melancholy stains, like dried blood,where the clothwork has worn away.
Samantha Seto is a writer. She has been published in various anthologies including Ceremony, The Screech Owl, Nostrovia Poetry, Soul Fountain, and Black Magnolias Journal.
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