Auntie's Anti-Poems

[AuntShecky]

Prince and Virgil, both of your comments are valid, as it's always a good policy not to take things at face value. We
have a tendency to think that others have the same motivation as we do, or think the same way we do.

The worst enemy of art is not a critical audience, but a complacent one. It's better for the artist to take risks than wallow in the same old, same old comfort zones.

[Virgil]

Originally Posted by AuntShecky

“Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.”
–Emerson

Full Disclosure

Is it wrong to be in love
with the Frost that lies
in the ground of Vermont
all year round?

It doesn't really bother me
that frost has a way
of sneaking in ‘round here
without warning,

or – despite modern delays -
this time the leaf-transition
seems earlier than before.

I'm thoroughly impressed
with Thoreau’s pious awe,
and how every night
manages to morph into morning.

I'm not afraid to confess
an obsession with asters,
all fearless, purple, and wild,
as tiny threads of milkweed
chase monarchs in full flight.

But I'll admit
neither guilt nor shame
to any “No Trespassing” sign
I've ignored.

Solid poem Auntie. I would normally wince at the word "morph" in a poem, I think it's great. Evening morphing into morning, wow, what a great image.

[PrinceMyshkin]

God bless the grace of this. I was especially taken with:

Originally Posted by AuntShecky

as tiny threads of milkweed
chase monarchs in full flight.

That sings!