fiery ramifications,
a blazing sun.
S. Korean silent,
not to embarrass self,
national communiqué.
There’s something not right
with the sky tonight, hot breath
of summer months away. Miami
man, at Swope Park, slinking
rage, scent of murderous ways.
Something’s not right
with the sky today,
it’s pushing me away.
Breath comes overwrought
with too much afterthought.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Something’s not right with
The moon tonight, it’s purple, not gold.
The squirrels are acting crazed.
Fingers lace amidst flowers.
~ Ronda Miller
November editor, Ronda Miller, is State President of the Kansas Authors Club (2018 – 2019). Her three books of poetry include Going Home: Poems from My Life, MoonStain (Meadowlark-Books, 2015) and WaterSigns (Meadowlark-Books, 2017). Miller lives in Lawrence but returns to wander The Arikaree Breaks of Cheyenne county every chance she gets. Kansas Authors Club.
Comments on: "Time Zone in Scorpio – Ronda Miller" (5)
Love this poem, Ronda! So much that works about it. The way the first stanza ends with “national communique” (which of course this poem is), the repetition of “something not right” with the sky the first two times, the moon the last time; the “breath” in stanza two being utilized in a different way at the end of stanza 3, the purple moon, the “scent of murderous ways” (brilliant!), and the stand-alone last line, almost Zen-like. Leaves me with a terrific sense of unease, and I love it when a poem does that. Well done!
Wow! Ronda – another great one!
Wow–that is nice. Love it.
Ronda’s sensitive observations are elevated in the language she uses to help us understand the need to pay attention to what is being spun in our faces and her sensitivity helps us be aware.
Wonder piece Ronda…