Poetry Porch: Poetry


From the Bedspread
by Celia Hensel

From the bedspread appear pink clover flowers
Somehow still surviving
Simultaneously growing and pressed upon the sheet
Despite having been cut and splayed across the blanket that caressed
Not nearly their delicacy
And no less parting the fabric resembling a blanket of fallen snow
Just beneath their blossoms

I can imagine the remarkably gentle, pale green stems
Piercing the mattress as threaded buttons do
Even through the rug, the living room below, and the concrete of
      the laundry room
Defiantly reaching toward the place of their birth
With a seed as an anchor, with their rope a fibrous stem
I can imagine a life having lived here all along

Copyright © 2012 by Celia Hensel.