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Poem Details | by
Tim Smith |
Categories:
grief, simile,
Sickness sucks the sugar off
Tongues tied to thoughts of tomorrow
If the ingredients don't add up
I search for a cup to borrow
Lost souls left in a breezless meadow
Waiting for a seed to sprout
Can't you hear my shout
Languished and left in peace
Gripping ghosts of past deceased
Sticking the sick with crosses denied
Why do I anymore try
Poem Details | by
Tom Wright |
Categories:
death, mother,
Memories
of
Sugar Cakes & Flour Sacks
Written: by Tom Wright
9/1/99
Sitting in prayer at Mothers door
As she lay in deepest sleep.
Her face, embedded with hand prints of time,
Told of a life, upon reflection,
That made me weep.
Near her bedside death had crept
Which would not be denied.
Life hadn't prepared me for this hour,
And all to soon she'd pass,
Once again I prayed and cried.
Void of suffering her ship quietly sailed
Far beyond the rolling tide.
Now hand in hand with Jesus,
Our Mother, of Sugar Cakes & Flour Sacks
Had crossed to Jordan's other side.
Poem Details | by
Brendan J. Simons |
Categories:
corruption, death, depression,
Squatting in the insouciant syrup of a somber solid sucrose,
I’m cemented in a molasses morose and its lipogenic fructose.
The glucose gathers as regurgitated nectar barfed by a buzzing swarm,
And what’s inside is fossilized into a saccharine sticky form.
Alas, an amber chamber for a saprophagous future,
Entombs me in my own sarcophagus sealed with a sugar suture.
In this honeycomb crumbling catacomb that captures those who enter,
I’m licked away like a lollipop with a parasitic center.
For all that’s left inside of me has soured into a rotten pile of litter,
As all that’s sweat outside my skin conceals the inner bitter.