Holy Crap! I found the poetry disk I thought I lost! I had been looking in usual places like closets and folders, but apparently I thought that the junk I wrote in college was worth saving for posterity: it was in the safe.
Cringing at most of them, I decided to share a few that have endured - at least to my sensibilities. Be kind, gentle readers! And even though this is my anniversary, none of the people to whom I refer in these verses is my husband. Sorry, Kev!
This one, entitled "Fall," shocked the folks at Cosmo's when I debuted it at an invitational (not merely open mic!) poetry reading. Those who knew me - and the man I described - hadn't thought I had it in me, and it was fun to finally speak my mind. More tomorrow.
Cringing at most of them, I decided to share a few that have endured - at least to my sensibilities. Be kind, gentle readers! And even though this is my anniversary, none of the people to whom I refer in these verses is my husband. Sorry, Kev!
This one, entitled "Fall," shocked the folks at Cosmo's when I debuted it at an invitational (not merely open mic!) poetry reading. Those who knew me - and the man I described - hadn't thought I had it in me, and it was fun to finally speak my mind. More tomorrow.
He, an open enigma of fine demeanor,And on an relatively unrelated note, I found my first gray hair on Monday. Sigh.
filled tired times with luminescence.
He righted a crooked moon
and threw stars skyward in my name.
Make me a woman, I pleaded.
Take me as your own and smile at my side.
He did smile, as innocence amuses the jaded,
and he kissed with great influence.
Together we were brief and inconsequential.
Apart, my life was ruled by his absence.
Resolve crumbled as stale bread for birds,
and tears flowed as wedding day champagne.
Today I remain as an incomplete puzzle
that misses a long-absent corner piece.
But most of the picture can yet be seen,
and now I, too, kiss with great influence.
Lindsey Stone
October 23, 1995
3 comments:
Intense poem!
The first grey hair?!? And are you shocked? I have big bunches of white hair, yes, white!
Yes, my first - at least on my head. I've had graying eyebrows for about a year. My mom didn't have any gray hair until well into her forties, so it's genetic. But I still have acne, so that's the trade-off.
Wow. Much better than my old stuff. YIKES!
As for the grey hair, madam, you are one lucky lady if you are only NOW finding your first grey. I found my first at 13. Oi. It's all been downhill from there. I now have a grey streak running nearly down the middle of my hair. I've decided I'm going to leave it. Adds character.
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