I'm putting this up for Luke's Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft because I like this little poem and think it has the potential to be very good. I changed the name from Entrusted because there were many comments about the title; although I think when we send a work out for someone to read, we are actually entrusting it to the reader. But I like what "Missives" as a title does too. I'd like any suggestions to make it better; don't hesitate to say you don't think it's worthy either as I'd like to know if that is true for you.
My words sail, silk calligraphy slides
across a page breathing spirits.
I unfurl my notion scarf and ship it to you..
It finds you drowsing in the leaves.
You release the essence of my gift.
Diffused as ether, at first they cloud, then
distill in your waters of contemplation.
See how I'm sentenced to scatter
emotion-petals fragrant with allusions,
cartographs that draw you into me.
© Gay Reiser Cannon * 2011 * All Rights Reserved
