By Linda Mink
Futility like an outcast sparrow reigns supreme
Who will love one so insignificant?
Worth less than a dime a dozen
One fluffed-up feathery ball of joyless chill
Sheltering alone against the world's storms
Waiting for the day when it will fly free into the sun
2010-09-03
Posted in Poetry & Prose
By Rebecca Brown
Peace, fall where you may.
Take the form of a tear, for those who hate.
If only salt could heal their pain.
Appear, within a pair of loving arms.
If only a hug could manifest or procreate,
as quickly as sadness does.
Rise, inside a rainbow.
Spread comfort like a picture cloud.
Ebb and flow, with tidal completeness.
Caress each incomplete soul,
with the eternal timelessness of touch.
To feel such comfort.
To sing along with the harmony of happy hearts.
This world.
Is it lost?
Have we made sure, our own demise?
2010-05-24
Posted in Poetry & Prose
By Rebecca Brown
For awhile I thought I had.
New love.
New dreams.
New smiles.
Letting go, the small things that hurt.
They are tiny compared to past, trashed confidence.
Never quite finding my true place in the equation.
Maybe the answer is stuck in some ugly fucking math book, somewhere.
If so, I won't look there.
Why bother.
2010-05-01
Posted in Poetry & Prose
2010-04-15
Posted in Poetry & Prose
By Rebecca Brown
We have been chosen.
Given the chance to become stronger.
Put into the depths of discomfort,
for a reason.
It all makes sense.
Pain is a raw lesson,
but what lesson?
How to cry?
When to keep fighting, or die?
I am still winning.
Three steps forward...two steps back..
The cancer fights too.
This time, almost seducing my defenses.
Luring them with the offer of escape.
Come....and the pain will stop.
Not yet.
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2010-04-14
Posted in Poetry & Prose