Poets!
Climb a
color-board sky, bounce
upon a
pillow-cloud trampoline
grab hold of a
star's outstretched arms,
laugh and twirl
on strand and beam,
soar through
darkness into eternity to
wake, earnest
heart, in a poet's dream
Love
Our love was
spun from shooting stars,
and songs sung
driving in your car,
of New Year’s
kisses, and marital bliss,
but mostly,
dear, remember this
the trust we
shared was one of a kind,
for it alone,
I’m glad you were mine.
Our love was
filled with hope
that made things
right,
which is why, on
this, your final night,
I know, in time,
we'll reunite.
Towards Sunset
I am concave
today
sunken in the
hollow
Missing hangs
empty
in the heart
space
Hope’s light
could be lifting,
if it weren’t
exposing
We were children
once
clipped out of
ruled paper,
hands gripped
tightly,
sisters of a
sort
until time,
alleged healer,
severed our
common
We had laughter
in summer,
a wholeness like
the sun, it
as a fresh
cantaloupe split,
the juicy of the
living,
two halves
bursting with seeds
We gangly girls
dangling
in the
Evergreens
Our feet ahead
of themselves
running toward
sunset,
ever-present in
our skin, as yet
unable to
imagine the end
KELLE GRACE GADDIS
KELLE GRACE GADDIS is the author of
three books My Myths, published by Yellow Chair Review, When I’m Not Myself
published by Cyberwit; and An Uncertain Light, forthcoming from Cyberwit, 2023.
Her work has appeared in Interim, Blaze VOX, Rye Whiskey Review, Chicken Soup
For The Soul, Dispatches Editions, The Till, DoveTales, Knot Literary Magazine,
Vending Machine Presses “Very Fine Writing,” Fiction War Magazine, and
elsewhere. Ms. Gaddis is a 4Culture “Poetry on the Buses” contest winner in
2015 and 2018. She won a monetary prize in the National Fiction War Contest of
2018 and has placed in the top ten of the NYC Fiction Contests three times in
2021 and 2022.
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