Friday, November 10, 2017

"Poem to my Husband Who Does Not Exist"
I sent you a little treat today like a fruitcake in foil
I sent you the little creek I played beside as a child
We held hands and wandered along the riverbank
Watching butterflies blue ones careening in and out of the sunlight
I felt a peace come to me and I decided to get better
that getting well may be the only thing left for me to do
It was a sad moment, surrender, shen all you want to do is cry
so you hold one another in ravaged arms that are afraid
disparity and desperation coursing through the blood

Noone knows where the road may lead
Where One day leads on into the next
My little creek of trickling rainwater
Is coursing through my heart like the blood in my veins
You put your arms around me with a tender smile
A hope I can do anything with your arms around me
Because Lord knows we have Such a long way to go

A long way to go and many moons to survive
There is alot of cabbage and cauliflower that needs to be snacked on
There are alot of lonely days to trudge through
The autumn ruffles my hair and I feel as though I can go on
Lord knows I'll do my best to get there

And in the coming days I'll nurse thee well
Like a slow cloud rolling along the horizon
Things effervescent transient moving into and out
of being like a waking dream or some hope
that has quietly been transformed into an audible prayer
and tinkles like little bells all along the horizon
in fits of sound
In Jesus' Name,
Amen

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