Ode to Second Chances

Gumdrop of my heart
The sun comes back

a sweet sour mound
around one month after

simmering white winter

Fleur de lieu and already
swimming as a pool swims

minutes more of long light
wanting a pool of words

Light drives through one western-
facing window and if

your holding onto me
is a Belt of Venus purpled

mostly 3 bouquets of cut tulips

Neighbor’s tree stump exposed

and exposes rotten in a heart
shape!Shimmeringly.