Friday, June 21, 2013

Three Poems by Diane Webster


Lilacs lilt the air

with alluring scent

for honey bees

to home in on

while iris bloom

beneath the buzz

and snapdragons birth

bumblebees daily.



The bird calls

“kitty, kitty, kitty!”

through the trees,

and the cat

twitches her ears

as if annoyed

that a bird thought

it could fool a cat --

“Bird brain.”


Climbing the steps

to the post office

the metal hand rails

support an inch of snow

until near the top

thawing curves the line

still attached but sideways

like a little girl searching

for her father while upside

down on the monkey bars.

Diane Webster's goal is to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday life or nature or an overheard phrase and to write from her perspective at the moment. Many nights she falls asleep juggling images to fit into a poem. Her work has appeared in "Philadelphia Poets," "Illya's Honey," "River Poets Journal" and other literary magazines.

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