Poetry

may came

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may came and we
unfolded into sunlight
unburdened, free from the sickly
straining, limbs caught beneath
jackets and scarves that
choke us
        pulling at skin
                red and raw

may came and i
pressed myself against you
eyes wide and windows open
breeze blown buds and promises
spoken into fruited airways
i blew myself
        into your arms
                blew you over

may has come and you
take smooth arms and wrap them
round me, pull yourself close
and close the door on winter you
push me down, pull me closer
as you whisper
        and the winter
                blows away

© Seraphina Ferraro, 2015

 

16 thoughts on “may came”

  3. I just love these opening lines and how they break: “we/unfolded into sunlight/unburdened”
    Also the repetition of “may came” and the presence of the breeze blowing through those open windows.

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  5. This is a beautiful, soft and sensual approach to celebrating the end of winter. I love so many of the lines here, but that second stanza is just breathtaking, especially “breeze blown buds and promises
    spoken into fruited airways / i blew myself / into your arms / blew you over.”

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  7. Fancy meeting a fellow poet, here, in the month of May. Yay! I got the image of a pressed flower upon opening. Nice write. Looking forward to reading more of your poems, Seraphina.

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