Maylee Bossy Poems

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Love Never The Dictator

Sheets draped like a toga
I fingered the ancient ruins in your ashtray
Imagined it snowing ashes out our window
Grass coated grey with innocent flesh

The Picnic

I carried quilt and basket through whispering grass

To the patch where no grass grows

Just as sunlight bled over the horizon

The breeze thrust the quilt into a rolling wave

Spring Pantoum

Sunlight bleeds through forest canopy
Slipping between my fingers
The daisies glare at me with sympathy
When crushed their scent still lingers

The Missing Element

What would life be without the silence in the sun
flaring and wakening heat in your oiled skin
Or the moon pulling back the sheets
so that starfish can feel the kiss of your hands

Landscape Of An Aging Woman

You are a world of beautiful.
The landscape that is your body
a wealth of untouched forest
surrendering to miles of sandless beach,

Nude With Purpose

I have become fat with imagination
And outgrown my clothes
Hiding myself in material no longer,
I want to be exposed as my soul screams

All Around

Green grass grows louder
Through the dirt soft as powder
Apple blossom melody 
I want to be the harmony

Blue Bird

Was it you who called me in the straining sun
To tell me that you had been alright all along
I saw you once I thought
In paper branches singing

There's Beauty In The Breakdown

Even though it had rained all day
The water made the pavement glow
And though branches may fall because of the wind
A song is carried wherever it blows

Sticky Wings

Drops of dew glisten

The dazzle of the sun catching them
Like diamonds threaded into the silk web