Poetry – Page 6 – Moxie Malone

Twelfth Night

Posted on January 7, 2012 by Moxie Malone

Tonight it’s both beginning and end;
Don our masks; let us feast again.
Fill our mouths with sugared cake;
Twelfth night is time to merry-make.

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Shimmer

Posted on December 15, 2011 by Moxie Malone

A spark, a glint, an incarnadine sprite;
An inkling of possible enveloped by night.
Clocks tick, wheels turn, potential on simmer;
Awaiting the light to gloriously shimmer.

Tasty Dish

Posted on July 20, 2011April 17, 2019 by Moxie Malone

He liked the spice in Monday’s red beans and rice;

Jambalaya thrilled his taste buds, too.

He’d go out of his way for a café au lait;

Even a bowl of gumbo would do.

Yet, he’d an appetite for a certain delight;

One you can’t find in a roux.

No. Po boys or crawfish weren’t his favorite dish,

But a tasty New Orleans tart that he knew.

After the Parade

Posted on March 9, 2011 by Moxie Malone

He uncorked the bottle and topped off her plastic cup,

Then refilled his own.
She’d leave on Wednesday, but would call him.
She had his number.

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Strands upon strands of multicolored bobbles,
Well-earned booty,
Layered into a sparkling variegated breast plate
That hides the real treasure.

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Flickering flambeaux, rhythmic drum
Mark the hour for which they come;
Snatch mid-air, the glittery beads
Flung with abandon from vessel and steed.

Side note: The featured photo was taken hours after a Mardi Gras parade rolled through the area. The word, “Quintessential” comes to mind.

Costume

Posted on November 1, 2010 by Moxie Malone

She bounced and cheered for him,
wearing the costume he brought her-
a football tie and pom poms.
He liked her tricks and she loved his treats.

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Strip away the costume;
Stand naked in the light.
A glow;
A shimmer;
Then fade into the night.
More is there than can be seen;
When her mask is removed each Halloween.