Published December 13, 2010
Claws of fire distending from her emerald back
My Arizona lies beneath the white speck of sun
Whose icy blades pierce the glitter of her veins,
Green and gold beneath its sheath of rusting red.
Arizona, my piece of Mojave, languidly dreams
In her sea-bitten bed of New England sand
Ignoring the eyes of the jack-rabbit whose
Ceramic curves reflect the tremulous spines
Of glowing Arizona atop the window sill.
The radiator coughs its gusts and rumbles
To assuage the chill of the December azure.
Arizona stares at the watery sky.
The painted rabbit has woken the longing,
A primal desire for a dusted breeze
Within her potted, makeshift summer
Of stuffy air, of lumber and brick--
Yearning for juniper under unwashed blues,
Prickly Arizona, her beauty spells pain.
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Hi there!
This is a neat piece; thanks for sharing it!
This is an interesting poem. Is it about a cactus? That's my best guess, anyway. Your descriptions are colorful and fantastic, but the ambiguity makes it a bit confusing. Also, you need some sort of punctuation between the first two lines. All the other punctuation is well-placed, though.
PM me if you have any questions. I also want to know what the poem is about
I didn't understand this poem at all. No idea what it was about... Everything seemed to have been mixed together in a blender...
Good luck!
Alzora