Would You Come and Vernal My Equinox?

Persephone returned home
early Sunday, dressed in snowfalls
and wintry frissons, cheeks kissed
rosy by frolics in ice, aching
for the warmth in Hades’ eyes.

Where are you, dark love,
when my loins need to spring
bright buds into frozen lands?
I want you to come for me,
and Vernal my Equinox.

He came… stimulating her all
to bloom over everything.

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Process Note: 2016’s Vernal Equinox is supposed to kiss the Northern Hemisphere tomorrow at 12:30am EDT. The last few days, I’ve heard whispers of snow in the weather forecast. I looked at the sky a bit ago, and saw no signs of snow. Still, all this predicting of snowfalls has my Muse imagining the white stuff all over the ground on the first day of spring.

Wishing the Vernal Equinox blooms you all kinds of yumminess, my Wicked Luvs!

for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Sunday Mini-Challenge
(Outlawyer, AKA Karin, asked us to read a poem written by someone else, “ingest it. Then sit down and write [our] own poem.” I chose to nibble on “Vernal Equinox”, by Amy Lowell.

Hades and Persephone, by Rgveta
“Hades and Persephone”, by Rgveta
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Kiss Weird on the Mouth

I love prompts that offer me the chance to play with my weird… so I was all cackles and happy giggles when Sumana, over at Poets United, made “Weird” her Midweek Motif. And the theme arrived just in time, since this week NYC’s seasonal hot flashes seem to be just asking for it. 😉

“Kiss Weird on the Mouth”

On spring days that bloom
in the fall of winter’s cold,
I kiss Weird on the mouth
and invite her to dance
summer heat into my bones.

Weird’s hips twerk
to the tune of her own seasons,
hula-hooping
the Wheel of the Year
until spring’s hot comes in winter.

My pen teases the words
on the tip of my Muse’s tongue,
when winter stays
for much too long, and
I yearn for spring to come.

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Wild Dancer“Wild Dancer”
inspired by the Sagewoman magazine logo
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