Serendipity Song

The moon of a poet is an always-roaming thing.
– Pink Girl Ink,
Stacy Lynn Mar

.

Most days, I am full
to bursting, words spilling
out like milk and song. Even
when it’s all but a tiny fingernail
crease crescent in an ebony sky,
there’s a sliver of light, a right
phrase sliced slight onto my
tongue, melon sweet and
gently wanting.

Contentment comes
in phases, new and blue
and rising. Sinking down
into mountainside, holding
bright breath before filling
again, a word balloon
…….tracing its me
-andering way across
all this black.

Perhaps I’ll clack
something clean as stardust,
eraser dust fine and willing
to be blown to nowhere. Maybe
I’ll pull a tide up around my
cheeks, an indigo sea-blanket
of foam and froth and flotsam.

The cup is full.
Of love. Of grace. Of tears
and fears worth fighting,
flighting. Of breeze and
dandelion fluff and wishes
made and lost and wander
-ings and wonderings that
landed somewhere small.

It’s full of words, absurd
and lovely and honeycombed
and honed, held quiet
in marbled mouth. Spit out.

Most of them don’t have
their own light. But my scars
are in all the right places,
so they sometimes still
shine just right.

.
prompted by PinkGirlInk.

 

 

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13 Responses to Serendipity Song

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    The last three lines spoke to me, I found myself running my finger along my own scars.

    Beautiful.

  2. Candy says:

    contentment comes in phases …. one of many great word pictures you’ve painted here.

  3. Beautiful. I love the moon imagery. The blue sea blanket. The dandelion fluff. And the thing about the scars. Veyr nice.

  4. Marie Elena says:

    A must-read-again. And again. Love your words, your mind, your soul.

  5. Cora says:

    I love this so much: “a right phrase sliced slight onto my tongue, melon sweet and gently wanting.”

  6. loricarlson66 says:

    Beautiful imagery in this poem! The title caught me right away. Serendipity is one of my favorite words, but in truth, your gorgeous flow of words held my attention all the way through. And yes, the scars… I have my share, but inward and out. Enjoyed this so much!

  7. C.C. says:

    This is gorgeous and so very lyrical:
    “Maybe
    I’ll pull a tide up around my
    cheeks, an indigo sea-blanket
    of foam and froth and flotsam.”

  8. Miss Stacy says:

    oh wow….wow wow. can’t believe something this magnificent came from one of my prompts!

    you amazing poet! i think this is my favorite thing to read this whole night…and i’ve visited quite a few blogs.

    wow!!

    and thanks for partaking at Pink.Girl.Ink. 🙂

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