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Invitation from a Fat Woman
Give yourself to a grand sculpting:
my darkling seashore
threatening briefly
to keep your hand's hot shape.
Feed at the great breast of my body:
this surging queendom
whose cold surface lights
now barely survive
in the blue of my eyes.
Be covered and cradled,
shipwrecked and born again,
to land and lie resting
in the salty shadows
of my slowly shifting dunes.
Then close your quieting eyes.
And feel my waves
breaking their habit of cold
against the sky.
Patricia Kelly
Short Cuts
Of course I could always use
the knife edge of intellect upon you.
It is much quicker than a thorough touching.
Each quarter cut can be handled neatly,
defenses peeled quite easily
with no great effort or commitment on my part.
But I would lose a lot of you beneath the knife.
Something to feel that would wake and stir
the hollows of my interest.
Something to see that would leave my mind
as sensitive as fingertips.
Something to inspire like the bittersweet
of rind giving way to the ripened fruit.
Patricia Kelly
Virgina Beach Sunrise With Birds
by VCW
On Learning to Play the Didjeridu*
I have trouble finding the low notes
in this unknown country
that does not give way to force
yet gives, and gives.
I have trouble finding the low notes
that settle me safely like vast hands
into the sway of bone and flesh.
I have trouble finding the low notes
even as I fill to an alert stillness
Oh, feel the rocks unfurl their wings!
Patricia Kelly
*The didjeridu is an Australian aboriginal wind instrument.
Poems from Patricia Kelly
