Forget-Me-Nots, by t.m. thomson

The Abandoned, by Marianne Von Werefkin (Russia) 1920s?

Forget-Me-Nots

Sun spins over mountains as blue
as ocean    snow for waves

smaller hills pose in burgundy and magenta-
infused light as villages--
helpless against rocky tsunami
frozen above them
cracking at any moment
splintering into a drizzle of sleet.

All this reflected in water--
ocean-mountains    snow-waves
hill-villages    stone-tsunami.

There is a tree    a windblown
pine pointing to sun
overseeing boats that lie
like so many mismatched shoes--
bone-blue and aqua and ballet-pink—scattered
on the loamy shore

and the old man who clomps along
in black    his cane a stag’s horn    
his back a half-moon
over clusters 
of forget-me-nots.

t.m. thomson

t.m. thomson’s work has most recently appeared in West Trade Review and Borrowed Solace and will appear in The Voices Project and Pensive  in the upcoming months.  Three of her poems have been nominated for Pushcart Awards: “Seahorse and Moon” in 2005, “I Walked Out in January” in 2016, and “Strum and Lull” in 2018.  She is the author of Strum and Lull (2019) and The Profusion (2019), which placed in Golden Walkman’s 2017 chapbook competition, and co-author of Frame and Mount the Sky (2017).  She has a writer’s page at  https://www.facebook.com/TaunjaThomsonWriter/