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Fainting Memories

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 26, 2009 by 1writegirl

El Toro Memorial Park
Bears no resemblance whatsoever
To a bull

Even in aeriel view

It isn’t a park
Though it has lots of grass
You can’t
Jog
Picnic
Walk your dog
Or even throw a Frisbee

Nor does it provide any memories
Merely remains
Which you can visit from
Time to time
If you choose

Bring your own memories

I went there to say goodbye
To my friend
Though I’d said it already
Since August first
Again and yet again

This time in the presence
Of others
In a court with
God presiding

I whispered and laid a rose
Into the vault of her ashes
Blinking hard to keep the tears
Behind my Jackie-O shades

Wobbling on my heels
Sure I would topple over
Faint from summer heat
Empty stomach, aching heart
And the ritual rhetoric
Entrenched in these affairs

And if I did, I told myself
I’d just lay there
Beside my friend
Flat on my back
No need to get up
No reason to rush away

Let everyone else
Trickle off
And leave us together
Alone

One final
Moment between us

But I didn’t faint
Nor say goodbye
It seemed a
Superfluous gesture

For she’s been to see me
More than once
Since she quietly slipped away
And I know she’ll visit again

Roaming the skies of my slumber

Feeding fainting memories
Of a life too soon withdrawn

To tell me
One more story
To ask me for a joke

To give me her leftover hope
Of no use to her
Anymore

To say
Now chin, chin,
Then grin

Letting me know
It’s okay

The Day After

Posted in Prose with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 13, 2009 by 1writegirl

The day after 9/11
A band played in the park
Across the street from
Where I live

A combination of
Songs patriotic
And hymns declaring
His marching truth

The band leader spoke
Between numbers
About the glory of war
Asking those to stand
Who had served

In the Name

Of god and country
Citing count of destruction
Death toll war by war

As if this were something
To be proud of

And the sheep rose
And clapped their hands
The best among them
Wearing red white and blue
And Uncle Sam top hats
Waving American flags

I walked away
A bad sheep
A black sheep

Maybe a wolf in sheep’s clothing

My stomach churning
And headed to my car
And the reptile show
At the other end of town

Preferring the company
Of alligators
And tortoises
Evolved by comparison

Further disgusted to note
As I stepped away from
The crowd

That all the good parking spaces
Were gone

Dignity

Posted in Prose with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 9, 2009 by 1writegirl

In a square cracked mirror
Of a motel bathroom
Mere yards from the highway
And speeding 18 wheelers

Where whores and drug addicts
Pay by the hour
And homeless indigents hang by corners
Holding signs of ragged cardboard

Where desperation lives
Despair thrives
And jesus is something you say under your breath
Or the lack of a reason to wake up tomorrow

While god is alive in the static of airwaves
And billboards that stare you down
He died for your sins
They tell you

And you wonder what you got
For his effort

And how many sins will be

Enough

Where death the Great Equalizer of us all
Hovers in wait,
Ready to pounce
And your days are numbered

You just don’t know how high

Blood red lipstick
Streaked across silver
Scrawled in a shaky hand
Bleeding at an angle

Denouncing, declaring, decoding, defiant

The only thing that is yours alone,
The only thing that’s yours to keep
The one thing no one can take from you
Without your explicit or implied consent

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