Hello, my lovelies. Did you read my prediction on my post on Feast Day of The Three Wise Men? It went, “Something amazingly awesome will come to you. Ready your hearts.”
Well, guess what? Something amazingly awesome happened to me! The very first conceit I wrote just got the honor of being published at the amazing MasticadoresUSA,
edited by the bestselling poet Gabriela Marie Milton. And I cannot find the words to express my enthusiasm and gratitude (though my heart is always at-the-ready)
This is a huge honor for me, and I wish to invite you to Follow the website to discover fantastic poetry! Here’s mine:
Under The Sycamore Tree, A Cancer Rots #conceit No.1
Eating away like the putrid cancer that I am
holding tight the lies and secrets deep
fossilized I was until the fool turned me over
under day blight, he’s finding me not worth the keep
there’s always the hunger problem
I see itching inside his gnarly head
then there’s the changing & disinfecting
imposed on me inside this narrow cell
“Crusty with drool.” The scandal digger raps insistently,
“bloody like hell.” He spits and with sneers punctuates
but he could be talking to the refrigerator
(please click here to continue reading at MasticadoresUSA)
Thanks to Editor Gabriela for her tremendous efforts to support this writing community I’m happy to be part of.
Wood Image by Ron Porter from Pixabay
Thanks for clicking on the link to read. I wish you miracles and urge you to ready your
heart for “something” amazingly awesome too.
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This gifted reader understood the poem to a T. Allow me to add her comment here. (Thanks, D)
Oh this is one great conceit, Selma! Wonderfully done. The cancer of secrets, buried and unearthed, perhaps for blackmail, perhaps for lucre, but a betrayal all the same, and the cancer can turn on its wielder just as easily and unexpectedly. Spoken in the voice of the cancerous secret itself, it is powerfully characterized by its poisonous and destructive exclamations.
pax,
dora
Mazal tov! How lovely!
<3
David
😊 💜
Congratulations! Such deep insight in this one! 👏👏
I appreciate you, my sweet. Stay lovely. And all the best with your book.
Thanks, Selma! 💓
So wonderful. It only happened because you readied your heart. <3
Right! I expect the miracles to materialize. Sometimes it’s my turn but when it’s not my turn I celebrate where they land. Miracles go where they’re needed. xo
Just read it at Masticadores, Congratulations, Selma on having it published there! It is a strong piece.
Susi. Thanks so much for reading and the kind words. I bless you. XO
You’re very welcome, Selma! 🙂
Congratulations dear Selma! You truly deserve it, wishing you much more success. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
You saying that warms my heart. Thanks, sweet friend. xo
You’re most welcome dear Selma! It was my pleasure 😊❤️
Wonderful poem, very gripping
Pleased you read, Deb. Thanks. The holidays are finally over for us. I will try to get back here. To more normal. Forgive that I haven’t been so active. I bless you for reading and commenting. Stay sweet.
the extended metaphor of rot and cancer is so well writ Selma – tricky topic that you handle beautifully
“the changing & disinfecting
imposed on me inside this narrow cell”
Some well deserved recognition!
Oh, my heart! To receive this from you is sweet. Thanks for finding it to your liking, my sweet. I appreciate you. xo
Congratulations Selma 🤩 so happy for you! ❤️
Congratulations! It is an intriguing poem. I was thinking about the giant sycamore near my house, all the secrets under its roots and leaves, and how the earth works to break down the things that need to go away…. over time. Great image!
So pleased you read. Thanks so much. xo
Congratulations Selma 👏👏
An eye-catching poem. Metaphors are used wisely. Thank you for sharing ❤️
Thanks for enjoying it. Glad you read. XoXo
You are always welcome dear Selma. I like to read you❤️ xoxo