Alison Paul Klakowicz

Beaver Moon

 

Beaver moon peeks
through golden birch leaves,
incandescent in the
illuminated evening light.
Woven hammock gently sways
beneath the base of the hardwood,
cradles tired muscles aching
from a hard day’s work.

Cinnabar tinged berries spill
from nearby pyracantha branches
onto the dirt floor.
Hidden creatures rustle leaves,
fill the darkness
with nocturne percussion.

Bright stars flicker
within Queen Cassiopeia
who rests eternally above Perseus
and longs for Andromeda
in the northeast sky.

 

Café Terrace at Night

 

Laced Boots travel
across cobblestone loaves,
approach the café terrace.

Whispers of “Je t’aime beaucoup”
transport the scent of French cuisine
throughout the Place Du Forum.

Intense olfaction drench
impressionistic noses.
Reddish-yellow obscurity

drowns lovers
in midnight’s ambrosia.
Lone children scamper

among the laughing crowd,
drunken with summer’s pestilence.
They dive in and out

of clanking wine goblets.
An imperturbable waiter inquires,
“Qu’est que tu voudrais?”

of a feather capped madam
perched upon a wrought-iron roost.
Periwinkle shutters open

by storefront overseers
draw in voices from the nocturn.
Bulbous stars cast

night blindness
upon the café’s idle loungers.
Lucifer stands upright

on the paunch of Sky;
his luster projects a lurid rouge
on the cracked hardwood terrace.

 

 

Klakowicz, Alison Paul

Alison Paul Klakowicz is a native of North Carolina whose love of the outdoors, Southern culture, and the coast feeds her love of creative writing. She is a graduate of East Carolina University in Greenville, North Carolina, where she earned a Bachelor of Arts in English and obtained a Master of Science in Rehabilitation Counseling from Southern University in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. She has worked as a journalist, freelance writer, and served for over a decade in the human services field. She is a member of the North Carolina Writers Network.

 

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