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Ami Kaye   Contributor -- Illinois




       





Ami publishes "Pirene's Fountain," a poetry journal. Her poems have appeared in various journals and she is working on her third novel. She holds a master's degree and has studied Counseling and English literature. She enjoys a diversity of genres in reading and writing, reflected by her eclectic style. Ami is of Indian heritage, born in Paris, France. She has been married for 30 years and has two grown sons.


















Of Gardens and Painted Things

 

I 

A quality of peace
articulated,
each syllable
painted carefully
like garden gates,
redolent with lime
and oleander.
Don't bother
trying to figure out
how long it's going to last
or which way the breeze
is headed.
Depends on where
the leaves settle.

 

II 

From a smoky mirror
echoes bounce like fire-flies,
burning the air,
catching awareness with
a little sizzle and moan.
Secrets of the tongue
seduced, pried loose from
imprisoned ghosts of past,
and settle like white blossoms
on the grass.

 

III 

With a shovel
bury them under
the moist loam
before they grow larger
than the universe, uncontained.
They writhe and fight,
the painted white lies.
There, in private invasion,
a rare, green rose thrusts its shoots
with a spume of fire.

 

 

July, 2008







Crimson Rose


 

heavy in the air
    is the smell
        of wet peonies
            flaming flowers

 

    vermillion tongues
         crimson ire
               hot to the eyes
                     rapid fire

 

color of blood
    rich-spilled
        in death
            and hunger.

 

mouth
    smeared wide
         lust red
              of passion

 

               flagrant ache
               scarlet burn

 

untamed hue
     wild
         curling
            in the heat

 

under
    glowing embers
             a crimson rose
             seared

 

 

June, 2008







Light in a Tear-drop

 

Copper tinted blood
the tang of salt
on bitten lips

 

Clear saline beads
elixir birthed of pain
from heart to eye

 

Ruptured farewells
flow like streams
of captured light

 

 

April, 2008



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