‘The Delicate Peas’ & ‘Time Flies... Slowly’
The Delicate Peas
The Delicate Peas—
charging.
Puttin’ up their dukes
sweatin’ scents and
knocked up against the rounding walls
of scratched iron ropes
holding all the burden.
An enclosed load:
trailing
down
down
to a scraped iron bottom
baring the eye of a silver abyss
staring up a disapproving lid
hijacked from another vessel
sizzling shots of oil
punching and staining the o p e n air.
Can’t get no type of handle on it!:
The punches, stains, and sizzles—
hollerin’ and fingerin’ insults,
now sticking to surfaces.
Underneath, candy corn flames
spittin’ shades of cornflower blue
instigate a heat of confessions.
Peas testify in clusters ‘stead of one by one
causin’ all that troubled water
to pop-up speech bubbles
exhaling streams of cuss words
theys regret soon as theys say ‘em
so—
they make ‘em repent &
‘vaporate all that smoke
in to the thin air.
Time Flies... Slowly
Blank pages eat space
migrate reams of time southward
nest waste without haste.
Annette Young is indebted to the glints of writing that have now entered her life as a tool to hone aspects of joy. Teaching also silhouettes such aspects. Her hope is to continue these embryonic writing encounters so that they become daily fixtures of exploration that are a fulfilling meal that sample various glimpses of daily observations in organic life transactions. She has had the fortune to have a piece of poetry entitled, Swooped, published in From Whispers To Roars Volume 5 Issue I, as well as Spectacle Of Spectacles, published in The Write Launch. She was also graced with the occasion to have her short fiction work, Utensils, published in an anthology entitled, Below The Poverty Line.