Orphanage An extinguished flame form clouds their incandescent stands become a human storm In a cold room at the base of a window particles of dust adored in gold morph into children sleeping under a sheet of their own breath planted in rows like young trees in a foreign land where rain is regulated by seasons (Note: First published in Desk Rage Poet April 2012 (E-Pub))
There Were Two Trees There were two trees in a garden Whose limbs were densely woven Like cobwebs soaked in liquid foam Separate secrets revealed At the threshold of a lie Leaves from both trees trembled Impotent buds fell
Serena Wilcox is the author of Sacred Parodies. (Ziggurat Books International) She is poetry editor for Leaf Garden Press. She has literary work published in Ann Arbor Review, BlazeVox, Word Riot, and many other publications. She was recently nominated for Dancz Best of the Web 2011.