Five! Feeling fabulous and productive today

The sun is shining here in Green Bay and De Pere, folks, though the temperature on my way in was under 30. I'll take what I can get.

I've written myself a "to do" list and knocked everything off of it already. Damn. There's nothing that makes me feel more self-satisfied than a good "to do" list with a bunch of lines through all the items. (Ruffles knuckles on chest and smirks at invisible camera.)  Not sure if this is going to make a poem writing chore easier or harder...

Also, I'm diffusing pine and eucalyptus into the room, both of which are supposed to enhance brain power.

And I've got Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent god, standing guard over my desk, thanks to my friend Luis and his recent trip to the Yucatan:

Perhaps this busy bee feeling is NOT the melancholic light despair one needs to create ART.

Today's prompt:  Writer's Digest Poem a Day Prompts (5)  I have two choices: Write an experienced poem OR write an inexperienced poem.

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Experienced Poem

This poem is able to work a room

without saying a word

moving with a panther's grace

between stationary admirers 

This poem wears the highest

fucking heels 

and still sways with the delicacy

of a breeze

dancing

to its own inner music

This poem wears seamed stockings 

and pencil skirts

expensive black lace bustieres

under transparent white shirts

This poem grows its silky red hair long

past its tiny waist 

This poem can sing 

and growl 

in key

and its breath smells of

sandlewood 

This poem stays up very late and 

still rises before you

disappearing from your bedroom

like mist

This poem wears perfume 

crushed from

gardenias

tuberoses

and its own sweet spit

This poem can call you

out of a deep sleep

at the stroke of midnight

when you are most alone

and thus entirely

open

but this poem is experienced

and so it

never will