I was invited back in September to collaborate on a Rengay-style poem with David of Skeptic’s Kaddish, and I was truly honored. It was my first time trying the form, and I learned a lot while having fun exploring it with David, who is a wonderful writer. This week he asked me to create another one with him, and it was just as enjoyable and inspiring. I hope everyone enjoys the poems as much as we enjoyed writing them.💕
Quiet Blossom by David and Grace
walk slowly beneath the trees
I inhale the quiet air
feel deep roots under my feet – GR
ancestors call forth softly
through the marrow of old stones – DB
worn wounds no longer whisper
they sleep soundly in my bones
the past fades like morning fog – GR
squirrel buries nuts
forgetting by dinnertime
where its trove lies hid – DB
new seeds grow where loss once lived
life remembers yet moves on -GR
knees scrape on gravel
mother gathers her toddler
before the tears fall – DB
What Lies Below by David and Grace
smart from the waist up—
nobody on Zoom suspects
my boxers below – DB
a soft breeze drifts through the room
truth wavers dangerously – GR
cool tingles gather
tiny strands rise in the wind
chills pulse over skin – DB
curtains tremble light
secrets brush the open air
breath holds, almost told – GR
pressure surges suddenly
I turn off screenview and bolt – DB
chair quickly swivels
waist up lies echo softly
bashful boxers bow – GR