Category: Poetry
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Eclipsed
This morning, the earth’s shadow ate the moon. Too ravenous, not even leaving a brilliant bite. Even with all my science, I am struck with awe by the celestial drama. Whispering incantations of hope between sips of my morning coffee. #LunarEclipse Morning poetry by Teresa Berkowitz.
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“We Soared” published by Mountain Blue Bird Magazine
I’m catching up! This summer my poem “We Soared” was published in the exquisite Mountain Bluebird Magazine. This is a print-only journal. Issue 2 is at the printers. To find out how to submit, subscribe, advertise and support please check out the link: https://jennyforrester.com/mountain-bluebird-magazine-press/ #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #literary #openforsubmissions
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Caregiver
Unhurried, without shaming. Care so gentle that she forgot her place in time. Through clouded eyes and deafened ears, she recognized her mother, long deceased. With cool fingertips, her only unwrinkled skin, reached out to touch. The resemblance uncanny. Weekend writing prompt: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/04/17/weekend-writing-prompt-205-uncanny/
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They looked for angels
They looked for glistening silver wings. They looked for radiance. They listened for voices so beautiful their throats would clench. They overlooked their frowning neighbor who volunteered in the homeless shelter on the weekends. They looked for the guardians that would give them their heart’s desire. They looked for signs that their lives were charmed.…
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Her hands
Always lumpy. Long slender fingers with unsightly large joints. Flexible. Too flexible. Tips curved up slightly. Always chewed and bitten. Cuticles, not nails. Sometimes calloused. Always dry. Now with scars from gardening. From cooking. From art. Now spotted from brilliant sun light while biking. While kayaking. Now wrinkled from years passing. Quickly. Far too quickly.…
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Imagine
With a little imagination, we can do anything. No more spoon fed ideas! Puréed politics is as unpalatable as over-cooked carrots spun through the food processor. Talking heads in 1950s suits telling us what to think is so retro (and not in a good way like that mid-century modern you’ve been eying). If your words…
Teresa Berkowitz 