Poets Express Winter

Poetry by

Linda Levokove
 

WAITING

 

In a bleak and lonely house
Beyond an aching door
Stiff with winter

Time smothers the night
Muffles the whispers
And cold dreams

Yesterdays walk dark paths
Echo sounds from mute stones
Tongue-less as brumous fog

Minutes gnaw through vesture
Pick and bite each moment
On way to dust

Erasing even that absence

 

 

 

THE GEOGRAPHY OF YOU

 

Revealed in dawn's thin light,

An island asleep on blue sheets,

Symmetry of muscle and bone,

Vunerability in crook of spine,

Half-hidden by lingering night shade,

Pooled in celestial spheres.

I tread over pulsing tributaries

Stretches of moist morning skin,

And my lips, my lips speak in tears,

Lament the moon's pull, sea sounds

Recalling melodies of salt winds

That anchor you to stars in strange lands.

Revealed in dawn's thin light

 

 
 

 

Linda Levokove is an Interior Designer, and Docent Educator at the University of Virginia Art Museum. She is a member of the Virginia Writer's Club and attends a Poetry Critique Group that meets once a week.  Her poetry has been published in the Palm Beach Anthology, the Blue Ridge Anthology, and the Mid-America Poetry Review.  She recently won third place in the Virginia Writer's Club Poetry Contest.