August 2009
3 posts
Hockey
Swishing, sweating, swooshing Across the masonry of ice. A clouded dance floor of crowded traffic changing Lanes at breakneck speeds. Clicking, clacking, collecting Scars and stories. Whirling through Winds and adversity. Flashes of light And speed. Of love and pain. Dripping of sweat, blood, and respect We spend hours hunched over, trying To look into a mirror without reflection To see children,...
Show me the way
The sun attempted to pull The linens from a humid Midwestern Morning. I stood on the banks of the lake Prepared to challenge the day. You lay asleep like the city, unaware Of my battle. I had left your side in an effort to fight Time. The firestorm of heat and minutes Battered my body and my mind. Unable to resist, I because porous. Condensation Breached my comfort. Tears escaped like so many...
The Thoughtless Gift by Matt Galbraith
The look of surprise on your face,
When I gave you the green button,
Was not a surprise,
You had a brown coat,
But you accepted it anyway;
The way a mother would
When a child brings home a rock, or grasshopper.
When I explained to you the significance
Of that green button,
You understood me,
Better than I understand myself at times.
My parents, grand parents, and great grandparents
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