Also known as ysabetwordsmith on this and other services, I make language do tricks. Poetry, fiction, nonfiction, demifiction, editing, all kinds of goodies. Below is the first poem of The Origami Mage series. Visit my Serial Poetry, Shared Worlds, or Books Written pages to see more of my work. I have a PayPal button on my DW profile. Want some poetry of your very own? Drop by my blog on Dec. 2 for the monthly Poetry Fishbowl and ask for what you want.
"unfolding wings"
the blind beggar sits on a sunny street corner folding paper cranes
two wen will buy one to take up to the temple and leave with a prayer
a little girl stops to watch the old man working what seems like magic
she tugs mother's sleeve the string is untied, coins freed and given over
in her tiny hands paper crane opens white wings and bursts into flight
AT THE MIC: Elizabeth Barrette
"unfolding wings"
the blind beggar sits
on a sunny street corner
folding paper cranes
two wen will buy one
to take up to the temple
and leave with a prayer
a little girl stops
to watch the old man working
what seems like magic
she tugs mother's sleeve
the string is untied, coins freed
and given over
in her tiny hands
paper crane opens white wings
and bursts into flight