Tulip Girls

All that compost sticky and messy, hidden in the dark
makes for fertile ground. Kindness sprouts
and tulips bloom as shadows banish
in nightless nights

Brightly coloured heads applaud sunshine
but blooms carry dreams of a girl
naive and hopeful for a place
under the sun

Tulip girls with godlike ease and radiance
sing a song, celebrate imperfection
and invite all who dare
to dance lightly
with life

Note: The creative process can be lonely because every creative work requires that solitary time. But support from others who know that alone-ness can sometimes be riddled with doubt, insecurity and madness, encourages me to embrace my imperfections. Thanks to Sanaa Rizvi for the reminder that “Imperfection is Beautiful.”

Tulip Girls by Caitlynn Abdow

Also, my special thanks go to wicked Magaly Guerrero for her continued support and for the giveaway. Many thanks to the dirt worshipper, Caitlynn Abdow for her generosity and sponsoring this outstanding artwork below. I’m humbled and honoured to have these exquisite “Tulips Girls” in my home. Please take time and visit this amazing artist’s site, and marvel at how she tells stories of mythical surrealism.

The Enchantress

endowed with nine tails, she shapes
her world. shape-shifting powers
ignite fires in arms of suitors
a dream manifests

past and future
illusion of the grandeur
here and now
moment for the enchantress

witty and foxy she plays not
in the sun but courts the night
and forever young
she will be.

A Yawning Fox

On Her Day, Gaia Wails

Great mother of all
on her day, she wails.

A crude joke, heavenly gods
left her clutching ungrateful offspring
her ample bosom ravaged.

Whoa! She cautions
milk supply is insufficient
to feed the ever-growing numbers.

Nipples cracked and bleeding
gaping maw continues
to suck her dry.

Be merciful to the innocent:
rocks, clouds, streams, glaciers
and all creatures that partake
for survival.

Gaia generous in nature
bellows refusing to be abused
by the amused.

On her day, she wails
for anyone with ears
to hear her cries.