Posts for June 4, 2023 (page 8)

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Poem

A prayer

A badly broken memory,

A set of delusions deep as a chess board,
One hundred years of longing.
Everything flows in kaleidescope patterns I’ve built,
A labyrinth bearing my signature,
But without my knowledge.
 
I hope you all make it out,
Make it home,
Make something out of a bad situation.
 
I cope.


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Poem

Crying

My baby cries alot
two months in 
lots of tears 
little lungs screaming and begging 
for some unknown something 
people give me looks 
some sympathetic 
some aggravated 
some horrified 
but I 
I am so happy to hear those little lungs breath and scream 
cause I almost didn’t 
and I would be crying for differnt reasons


Registration photo of Samuel Collins for the LexPoMo 2023 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Administrative Leave

Buzz off.
Go serve yourself.
We don’t need you, want you.
You need me to call you a cab?
Kick rocks.


Registration photo of Christopher McCurry for the LexPoMo 2023 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Love Me Like

Sink mold

loves the food

on the dishes

we left unwashed

over the long

weekend away

from home.

 

Dye your hair

all purple or

whitish greenish

purpley black.

 

Love me

with a disregard

for social norms.

 

Grow colonies

in the scraps

then wing microscopic

seeds into the air

that spread

and devour.

 

Love me sick. Love me squeamish.


Registration photo of Les the Mess for the LexPoMo 2023 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Emergency

Yes, No, Go or Not
Advice given and taken;
Recovery Time.


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Poem

Behind The Curtain

I want to write about The Lady.
But all I can think about is you.
Short skirt, legs for days.
Last night your skin matched my memory,
sunset colored and made of silk.

Of course there’s a cage.
And of course there’s singing.
No one shows restraint without also
keeping score, pages marked
like a fever dream.

The soft fabric of secret drapes along
your body. You champing
the bit, a horse in heat. Or are you
writhing, a cold-blooded chamelon,
sunning for mercy?

The Lady keeps the key by a chain
in her frail pale hand.

(after William Steig’s Lady | About People, 1939)


Category
Poem

deep in the moment

yoyr brain rushes into

mystery light and 
shadow in one

moment like
sitting on a bench in a yellow 
wood you close your

eyes watch the 
colors rush by to the beat of the

river
sunstreams change to red amethyst 
mauve a cracked saffron 

bowl wakes you from
images

you are still on a
bench in the

wood 

no one knows where you are


Category
Poem

Sour Patch Kid

The dentist said
they are a “sometimes” treat
along with fruit snacks
and all other sugar-filled bits
 
And “no”
does happen
to be your favorite current word
but not when it’s directed back at you
 
So let the dentist deny them
if he thinks that is best
for the half hour he spends 
on your mouth twice a calendar
 
Your crinkled up face
soured by tears
is too much, today
to deny your favorite pleasure

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Poem

You are more valuable than sparrows. Matthew 10:31

You are more valuable than the sparrows. 
            —    Matthew 10:31
            (A Response to the name of my god is blue by Greg Friedman)  

His name is a color that
            is no color at all.
Is it just a trick of the light
            the way sun shines
on the blue bird’s wings?
            The way the red and green
iridescently sing soft puffs
            on the hummingbird’s neck?  

I have forgotten the steps
            that dance across my eyes,
the sighs I hear when
            clouds part the skies.
I have lost the touch
            of His hand in mine
My heart lept alive
            once dancing in time  

with the beat of wings
            as lilting birds sing
answering and calling,
            listening, listening, never falling.  

Alissa Sammarco
June 4, 2023


Category
Poem

Lubbergast

I don’t trust the bread
It’s been attached to the
Brick
And I don’t trust those puppets
They seem very privileged
With their ease