the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Thursday, 15 November 2012

Diane Webster - 1 Poem


My neighbor scowls
when she mows her lawn.
With each laborious swatch
eaten across her grass
she sweats, grunts, jerks
the mower into right angle turns
as if her white knuckles
could reach through the handle
into the motor, into the blades
and guillotine each green shaft
by sheer willpower
leaving severed clippings in her wake,
and gleefully giggling
as she returns inside her house.

BIOGRAPHY: Diane Webster's challenge as a poet is to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday opportunities as well as those moments of epiphany. Then to allow her imagination to evolve that idea into a poem. Diane's work has appeared in “Philadelphia Poets,” “The Hurricane Review,” “Illya's Honey” and other literary magazines.