Kimberly Vargas Agnese

 Poesies


~The Art or Practice  of Composing  Poems~

Just before dawn

the world holds its breath

as sweet and clean 

as a virgin moon,

as sweet and clean 

as an expectant mother

whose belly grows round and hopeful

above a shadowless world

where Parisian bakers 

munch fresh pastries and

steam rises above cups of hot chocolate

like bittersweet dewdrops 

raining early morning shadows

on storks delivering

cooing, giggling, imageries 

to the open arms

 of those who suckle poesies 

at sunrise

Published by Kimberly Vargas Agnese

My name is Kimberly Vargas Agnese, though I've previously written as Kae Bucher. I was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south to the San Joaquin Valley. As I ride barefoot around Fresno, I consider the paths I've chosen and the crossroads where our country seems to have perched itself. Thanks to my Romani ancestry, many people groups reside within me and my poetry tends to reflect this. I love welcoming the sunrise with my Native American flute. I've been rumored to juggle while teaching students how to write. And if you can't find me, I'm probably hanging out with Jesus listening to parables.

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