"dazzle gradually"

"Dazzle Gradually" 2017 poems, paintings, new art & photography--a diary, a discipline, a delight. Read over my shoulder as I post my unedited poetry ---you can see it in the raw or get my first book and see how the work evolves with new books rolling out next year.

Polly Alice

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

unedited prayer garden

hands and knees in the garden
Our father who art in heaven
little plaster angel holding a puppy
succulents new growth as cute
as curled tales
Hallowed is thy name
among the carnations
shells and corals
hens and chicks
thy kingdom come
thy will be done among
the snails and wood lice
among the robins planning
up for spring
the paving stones that say
there's no place like home
on earth in earth and
around the mums
as it is in heavenly holy Basil
give us this day our strawberries
and peonies like heavenly clouds
like cherubs wings like all that
is good and holy let peonies
bloom like clouds
with silver linings and forgive
the little ants and wood lice
forgive the bees, the spiders,
the paper birch tree
forgive the dandelions who are
only stars on earth, forgive me
for when I forget this garden
forgive the stump cut short
with fungus of all kinds
the one I thought represented
me and what I have become.
Forgive the stump who
might have been a Japanese maple
whose roots make it hard for
any new growth. And when
I prayed for mushrooms I thought
surely they will slowly decompose
the embarrassing stump from this
garden and one day I'll be rid
of this dead end. But today
when I dug among the old dead roots,
the bits of rotten wood came up
and I knew the way to
get rid of that jagged wood was
to replace it with something new.
Here I've been waiting and
praying for that shameful
eye sore to be somehow digested
over time with air and water
but a shovel, a shovel was all
it took and the intention of my new
flowers, pansies, a rose or two
Lead us not, lead us not back
to waiting and to shame
deliver us from drought and scorch
from powders or an evil worm because
yours is this garden and
all of it is yours a prayer
garden the one place
I learn now and forever. Amen.