Poet, Audrey Austin

Poet, Audrey Austin
This site is to honour my mother, poet, Eva Ruby Austin.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

"Swamp Flower" and "White Flowers" - two poems by Phibby Venable ....

swamp flower

There in the oily green of swamp

 drifts a lovely lily rose,

 unthorned on thickened pads of float

 The slippery frog a constant friend

 They call the water there unclean

 Still, it is true that lovely things

... can grow in molds of ugliness

 Hidden in the hard wood forest

 and glistening in the sun's warm touch

......Phibby Venable

white flowers

What could I show you

 in the commotion of our lives

 We had a love that grew to bondage

... A house that owned us

 and demanded sharp repairs

 We were too young for the black clouds

 that hung above our music

 and rained scarlet tantrums

 on the rusty tin roof

 We planted a packet

 of morning glory seeds

 to prove we could grow

 some other thing than struggles

 Still the dark rain lazed

 and many years later

 the roof gave way

 our keen eyes swayed

 far beyond each other's sigh

 though soft blooms grew

 on the vine we left behind

 unfolding white at dusk and dawn

 long after we had gone

Phibby Venable lives in Abingdon, Virginia. Twice nominated for the Pushcart Prize, she is author of the novel, Women of the Round Table, and 5 books of poetry, including; Blue Cold Morning, The Wind Is My Wine, My Life On Little River, Indian Wind Song, and Blue Water Poems.

Email: phibbyvenable@aol.com 

Author’s page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B002BLOY58

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