You think it's just always there,
full of stars and big honking planets,
light, every kind of bird,
the freaking sun for goodness sake.
That's woman's work, babe.
But I knew. She'd been gray for days.
Unwind, girl.
Close your eyes, shake out your hair.
Let go.
Rain.
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A 55 for my BFF at Verse Escape.
It's raining here today. Zacky Peanut and I are fine with it!
I love that 'woman's work' line--just sets everything off perfectly and takes it up a notch. This is a fun and also very well-crafted 55, both entertaining and hooking the reader in to some bigger than usual celestial object lessons...and lord, I haven't heard that song in years! Thanks so much for playing, dear Shay--your poem truly makes the weekend kickass.
ReplyDeleteI love that sky, shaking out her hair in rain. This is just perfect.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely as a prayer to the Goddess!!!!
ReplyDeleteShay for High Priestess~
I adore this. Raining here, too.
ReplyDeleteOh.. the sky.. the puppies.. the rainy hair shaken loose. This made my heart happy.
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