Today is the Feast of the Ascension,
and the clock is grinning at five.
A little late for heaven’s early-bird special,
but still squarely in the rooster-approved shift
when prayer slips in like steam from a fresh cup,
bringing mental cobwebs to heel
and kicking stress out like an uninvited cousin.
I am oddly peaceful,
like a parade float before the band starts blasting.
Today’s grand quest: a lap around the lake with friends,
having already evicted a few stubborn gremlins from the attic of my mind.
I am awake,
armored in clothes,
and primed like a toaster at dawn.
The body is on board,
though the appetite has been throwing confetti for days,
so now it is time to let my Keens preach.
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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