Alternative L.E.D.
July unreels—
feel its drag of thunder
under the belly
in summer sky.
Wishbone clouds—
— Roll in,
—Swell out.
Light cracks /// A sky fire:
Pulsing —,
Electric—
Electrified!
Impression at Sunset
—branches brush, the sky blush.
Day bows: Sunlight’s last
light tucks
between the apse
of black boughs.
The shadow of a queen palm’s crown—
Her headdress—
—a bird of paradise—
aureoles
the ground.
After Twilight
From the corner of sky, light
breaks. Glints of gold
shimmering—criss-cross
the wild lapis lake.
Ochre leaves tap and scrape, tap
and scrape. A mind’s emptiness
pulled—across a walkway
of granite-grey slate.
[su_panel background=”#f2f2f2″ color=”#000000″ border=”0px none #ffffff” shadow=”0px 0px 0px #ffffff”]Erika Goodrich has a Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing from William Paterson University, and a Master’s in Library Science from the University of Buffalo. She currently studies and writes poetry in Tampa, Florida where she also loves to take long walks, practice yoga, and listen to the birds sing.
