Tag: poetry
member name: MaryBeth W.
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December 19, 2007 06:45 AM EST --
Black clouds swirl and whirl around until they
hover
and darken
the sunlight
The leaves rest-
less-
ly flutter
in an airless breeze that
whistles slightly in the window screen
and I can no longer . . .
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January 01, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
How do I slip out of my
ordinary existence into the
electric
sensual-ness
of your hand
it's so warm and
mine fits so snuggly against
it
I close my eyes
to imagine
my heart feels swollen . . .
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May 04, 2009 08:27 PM EDT --
Sitting in the toasting sun
absorbing
rays
the days are full
of diesel engines
off in the distance
and the stone is hot, burning my
feet that I've slipped
from my sandals
so I can chase the . . .
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February 01, 2008 08:02 AM EST --
it doesn't stop
it keeps coming
and coming
and coming
careening
down
the steep grade
like a
oil truck with
no brakes
it makes you hold tight
leaving fingerprints
in the moulded . . .
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May 12, 2008 07:27 PM EDT --
I long
For that sun-filled eagle-walled room
of a day
breathed briefly into my life
The sun laying quietly on the
Worn golden couch
I smell the outdoors-fresh pine trees
and hear the brook-water-trickle . . .
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December 22, 2007 12:25 PM EST --
Citronella, bug-dope
child hood memories,
bug juice and
dark cold swimming holes,
water to numb the toes
stubbed on granite stepping
stones
bloody knees from bumpy, back roads
loose-dirt bike . . .
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February 01, 2008 07:11 AM EST --
I wanted
to beat him
beat him to within an inch of his life
I wanted him to feel
this pain and suffering
we all stood here and felt now
But how could I demonstrate
the mental anguish
. . .
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January 25, 2008 07:01 AM EST --
I watch as my dear father shuffles laboriously across the bumpy ice. I agitate with false starts towards him and then back away for I want to carry him to saftey but dare not touch him.
He winces with . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:06 AM EST --
I made a joke
(at least it made me laugh)
in my email to "bro"
but as he read it
in some dinky shack
in Chad
he didn't think it was funny
He doesn't understand
if I don't . . .
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December 07, 2007 10:44 AM EST --
I dreamed
last night
that I was dying
Not in the sense that we are all dying
the minute we are born
but that I was about to pass on
to
well, somewhere else,
something else.
. . .
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December 09, 2007 08:18 PM EST --
Was the expression "queer as a 2 dollar bill"? or
Was it a 3 dollar bill?
My mind wandered in its confusion. Why was
This here?
Then the past
Rushed in
Flushing my face as I thought . . .
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December 12, 2007 01:13 PM EST --
I long
For that sun-filled eagle-walled room
of a day
breathed briefly into my life
The sun laying quietly on the
Worn golden couch
I smell the outdoors-fresh pine trees
and hear the brook-water-trickle . . .
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April 18, 2009 09:31 PM EDT --
I Don’t want to stay, I don’t want to go
It wasn’t bad
His mind had just taken a
Vacation
And his kidney had shut down
And there was a sudden
Clot in the lung
But it wasn’t anything they couldn’t . . .
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January 23, 2008 06:16 AM EST --
Death sometimes
creeps around on little
delicate sneaky feet
but not this time
It comes crashing in,
a bull in a
china closet,
smashing ruthlessly
painfully
Death lingers and teases . . .
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December 07, 2007 09:43 AM EST --
What will I say
when I stand there finally
looking at my mother's stone
When I was last there, it was
drizzling and gray and I stood
watching her ashes disappear into the . . .
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February 01, 2008 07:02 AM EST --
"A brave man!" we all thought as my father, seated in this tiny room with seven others crammed into it, seated in a wheel chair, explained his "exit plan". The palliative care team . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:04 AM EST --
I hate the idea
but I do it anyway
swallowing the dream flavored
"sleep aid"
I do this each night as
I have decided that
if I can "Just Sleep", I will
get through this
I . . .
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April 18, 2009 09:26 PM EDT --
X-ray
They were going to take a picture,
A very thorough one
Of his
Lung
We were escorted
To a cold room
In the bowels of the building
With a colder electronic donut
And an chilly electric . . .
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April 18, 2009 09:21 PM EDT --
April Fools
I wish there had been a
Been a fence to keep us out
The fluttering of the white
Privacy
Curtain
Was not enough
I was committed
And couldn’t get away
If only the curtain
Had . . .
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August 02, 2009 05:59 PM EDT --
The wipporwill's early calling sounds from the edge of the deepening woods other dusk dwelling birds swoop close to the trees and then rise swiftly to silhouette themselves against the midnight blue . . .
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