Friday, January 8, 2016

January 8


8 comments:

  1. (after William Carlos Williams)
    Winter-trees


    In the high elevation
    Of four
    thousand
    feet

    above
    sea level it
    often

    snows as
    it
    comes
    down
    in

    clusters

    getting
    bigger and
    bigger

    and falls
    harder and
    harder

    The trick
    is to stick out
    your tongue and try to catch
    the

    floaters


    falling like
    giant feathers
    from the fighting
    of pillows

    as if the heavens
    were

    having a raucous pillow fight

    which only
    God
    and the angels

    could possibly throw
    along
    with the laughter


    as the children on
    the surface of earth
    look straight up and
    wonder why
    they
    were not invited
    to tear it up?

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    1. Daryl, this by far is my favorite poem of yours. It's fantastic!

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    2. Thank you John, the prompts get me to writing and then some. I have a poem I will email you called well, oh hell, I will just post it here.

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  2. Breathe in


    When we are separate
    The world and stars
    Are desperate
    When we are
    Together
    The universe and
    Hearts are forever
    Making fear obsolete
    Making love strong as we long
    to complete
    The spiritual journey
    Yearning a connection
    With each
    Other
    Resurrecting learning
    Not to consume but to
    Cover
    The emotion with the notion
    Our state should relate
    And commotion then
    would motion
    The hate
    to dissipate
    As we communicate to the reaches
    outside ourselves in a song that
    belongs inside us as well
    And sing to the things like the
    heartstrings with our dreams
    As we are in harmony without
    harming the part we seem
    to
    believe
    United forever in perfect measure
    Hoping for a correct endeavor
    to end the controversial contradiction
    And make the music use a universal conviction
    To bring our being
    Not apart
    But start
    To sing freely and regard the
    heart to become
    as one
    Becoming better
    Than numbering has done
    As we breathe in together

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    1. It should end at To sing freely
      and regard the heart to become one.

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  3. THE FLOOR NURSE: FACTORY WORKER

    Magazines spill
    From the break room table
    Accreditation memos
    Scream alerts.

    Floor Nurse clocks in
    Walking shoes
    Rush
    To report
    Diagnosis, Allergy,
    Code Status, Labs
    Meds red flagged
    Armored well
    For a smooth shift ahead.

    Surprise

    Hello patient.

    Nonstop pace
    There’s no time
    For soap opera flirts
    Did the kids get to school
    Triple check those meds
    Crash cart
    Ready.

    The factory
    Depends
    On Floor Nurse
    Work
    Nose to the grind
    But there’s perks in the end
    Union clout
    Sweet salary, and
    Potlucks.

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  4. We had an office
    party
    for the other working
    mother
    celebrating a new
    born
    close to my son’s birth
    date
    eight months apart like Irish
    twins
    delivered on my birth
    day

    we swapped clothes out
    grown
    stored bottles of breast
    milk
    in the company lunch
    room

    the reduction in
    force
    meant reference
    letters
    long distance relation
    ship
    until Caring Bridge, a web
    site
    about Julia, bright soul
    Julia, forever
    eight

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