The way clouds seep through in wings
Fringe of shadow After summer Fall camouflage
I see me
Outside a window looking in
My first baby
Sam the dog
Trusting Wandering
Snow Ice Branches littered Trees
From storms Bowed
I see snowmen and snow angels One more child
Packed in a snowsuit Dad on skates
Burning trash Sitting with a beer
On a summer night
My mother kneels
offers her flowers to bees Waits
One second
Another needy plant
Calls her eye
Small flutter Leaves
Petals rise light Hallowed breaths
I see the wooden man
Whirligig White canoe Saw cut
Feathers Slipped halo
He rides lopsided
Above my mother’s garden
Like a wing
One lone paddle
Lifts the sky
Sheryl L. White is an artist and writer living in Boston. Her writing has been published in The Comstock Review, Solstice Literary Magazine, Poetry Quarterly, The Boston Globe, Split Rock Review, Great Lakes Review, The Woven Tale Press Journal, The Roanoke Review, among others. She was a recipient of a Massachusetts Cultural Council Poetry Finalist Grant and was twice selected for the Mayor of Boston Poetry Program. In 2019, she was a Pushcart nominee and in 2021, a Best of the Net Nominee. Her chapbook, Sky gone, was published by Finishing Line Press in 2020.
