The Delight Song of Poonie Poo

After The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee by N. Scott Momaday

I am Orion’s Three Kings.

I am undiscovered planets.

I am a tiny amethyst stone.

I am February’s snow pellets.

I am the protection spell

On Anita Gayle’s doorpost.

In the City of Seven Hills

I am dusty stained glass windows.

At the edge of Riverside Drive

I am the rich tomato garden.

I am catfish in the James River

Crossing the Blue Ridge Mountains.

I am Grandma Ethel’s hands.

I am her perfectly scraped skillet.

I am her sweet potato pie;

Her batter forming into biscuits.

I am the bourgeoning Daffodil.

I am the shedding Dogwood tree.

I am the plucked Sunflower;

The Eastern Redbud leaves.

I am Zeus’s gold crown.

I am the staff of Merlin.

I am the hand of Polyphemus;

The mouth of Demogorgon.

I am the loyal equestrian.

I am Isaac Burns Murphy.

I am the triumphant steed;

The cash prize at the derby.

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Written by Devans Eli. Copyright 2023 by Devans Eli. All rights reserved.