I Write

because a damselfly landed on my arm
and desert peaks snaggle my memory
like witches’ teeth.  I write
because words tickle and bite,
sheep bleat and she-wolves howl.
I write to be alone,
to appease Pelé when she erupts in my gut,
when Arachne spins a dream catcher
above my bed and stays awhile.  I write
when talking takes too much effort
and dawn’s an orange peach. Because
the Darth Vader Digital Alarm
shows five minutes to midnight.

BIO: Pamela Ahlen from Woodstock, VT, was most recently Program Director for Wookstock’s Fourth Annual Bookstock, a Literary Festival of Words.  She is an avid skier and hiker and organizer of local literary events.  Recent poems have appeared in Bloodroot and Birchsong, Poetry Centered in Vermont.  She received an MFA in creative writing from Vermont College of Fine Arts.