Paint rains from above
On brushes of sunlight
Pouring upon sepia forests
Awakening shades of life
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Poetry
Brain Gypsy
So
You promised
You’d never forget,
You’d keep me always in your
Mind.
You
Reduced me
To a memory,
Demoted from eternal
Love.
A
Brain gypsy,
A nomadic flash,
Roaming unseen within your
Head.
You’d
Rather feel
The breeze than my touch.
To reminisce is all you
Need.
I’m
A relic
Worth recollection,
Unfit for a place in your
Heart.
Broken Chains
Imprisoned by these chains for so long,
Wonderment kept beyond my reach,
On the outside looking in…
Resisting my shackles
Until they give way,
Granting pardon.
Unfettered,
I am
free.
Verge of Summer
Tomorrow I will disappear into the woods for a few days. Where I am going, cell phones don’t work. Internet is a luxury. Instead of the lights of towering buildings and racing cars, we will gaze upon the twinkling lights of a billion stars. I’m going to paddle a kayak instead of drive a car. I’ll absorb sunshine like a solar panel. The drinks will be cold and come in bright colors. The food will come off the grill instead of out of the oven. This weekend is the first of our summer cottage weekends. It would be absolutely perfect if my oldest could be there too. Sadly, he has to work.
I wrote this in honor of the upcoming weekend, and the beautiful summer that will follow…
Campfires
Umpires
Parade clowns
Resort towns
Mosquito, mayfly
The Fourth of July
Long walks
Beanstalks
No school
Swimming pool
Warm nights
Squeals of delight
Speed boat
Beach tote
Firework show
Suntan glow
Run free
Climb a tree
Squirt gun
Hot dog bun
Swimwear
County fair
Summer night dream
And ICE CREAM!
Break the Silence
Days without fights were
The calm before the storm.
Brutality and fear
Became her new norm.
Outside of their quarrels
He’d turn up the charm.
Even she was convinced
He meant her no harm.
Then he would strike.
In turn she would shout.
Neighbors raised the volume
To drown her sobs out.
They stayed out of it.
They felt that was wise.
When she passed in the hallways,
They averted their eyes.
She stopped crying for help.
It just never came.
For her willingness to stay there,
She was to blame.
There were no superheros,
No man in a cape.
She had nowhere to run,
No way to escape.
She was trapped,
In need of a champion.
But she was guilty of staying,
That was her sin.
She wasn’t a victim,
They made her believe.
This was her punishment
If she wouldn’t just leave.
Her body was scarred
By senseless violence,
But not so deeply as
Her mind was by silence.
Carrie Mayhem 