Mari

Hi, my name is Mari and I'm new to this forum. I've been writing poetry for about four years. Some bad, some atrocious, and some okay.

I'm looking forward to meeting some other poets-in-training. One I've been working on for the last while.

Thanks in advance for the read.



Oh August '08



It was apt poems that poets writ
reminding me of days
when night and light shared skit
enjoying last of summer's blaze.

I mind their words as I mused
on August's fine memorials
for here, in Eire, I watched her weep
a sorry phase, and pondered.

That maybe she'd confused her tide
and shouldn't she know better,
for how does one attend this pride
rubbed out with brumal weather?

But then I rowed on flooded streets
bypassing all our clutter
and met a trout who had found a route
to take him to the river.

Oh August, you're a canny thing
re-routing fish to rivers while
you drowned our world with salty tears
upsetting all our dwellers.

Mari '09