Introducing
Mindy Watson
Lucidities: Two Ovillejos
I.
Across our eyes, dark scarves they bind,
And blind,
Were spun about. Our twirls incite
Delight
As peers with stick-pins seek the mark
In dark.
Though muddling spurs attachments spark,
Id tear away this veil and see
Before Id stumble willingly
And blind, delight in dark.
II.
Within your cage, you envy me
Im free
While stalwart bars imprison you.
Break through,
They taunt. Youre trodden neath their heel,
This steel
Forged fast from pasts self-hate. Appeal
To writers joys; they sprang me first
With probing prose and rhyming verse.
Im free- break through this steel.
A Queen of Infinite Space (a rondel)
With open eyes and upheld head,
She spies you sleeping, bids you shed
Your childish fitfulness. In bed,
Illusionary frights imbed
Their thorns in girlhoods crown oerhead,
Until you ricochet from bed
With open eyes and upheld head.
She spies you sleeping, bids you shed
Maternal strain from which youd fled.
Your wakings gone, yet sos your dread,
And in its place, her flaxen head
Against your cheek. Pure peace shes bred
With open eyes and upheld head.
Shifted Spaces (a kyrielle)
1997
Confined within her one-room flat,
She bids men breach her habitat
To oust the dreams that plague each night. .
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
This wan, assistant retail boss
Swigs scotch to ease her albatross.
Awaiting homebound buss light
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
Last fall, shed birthed a baby boy
Born brainless - shorn of thought or joy.
Bewailing sparks that cant ignite,
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
2017
Now rooted in her five-room house,
With rat-race tasks and lists she flouts
The fears shell fail to stay upright.
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
This bustling writer gains repute:
An office job, a long commute.
When traffic yields just crimson light,
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
Shes birthed two boys, one headstrong girl
Their perspicacious minds unfurl
Combust with such unruly might
She pleads, have mercy on my plight!
Emergents Roots (an acrostic sonnet)
Emergent trees whove breached their tier arise,
Mere stems in woods bouquet no more. They gloat,
Exult in anonymitys demise,
Renounce the verdant canopy theyve smote.
Geographys constraints now loosed, they bid
Enflaming Sun accelerate their schemes
Negate their past obscurity. But did
They know, unsullied by vainglorious dreams,
Sedate shrub saplings (swathed in dark) exude
Resolve beneath the forest canopy?
Obliged to dusk, the Understorys brood
Objects to naught. Instead, in woodlands lee,
Tenacious roots consent to burrow down
So buttressed, spire-like trees can gain renown.
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