it suits you,
but she swallowed
and wiped away her glow
the blues, they suit you too
There’s a pill for everything
a pill for happiness
a pill for madness
a pill for killing.
I grow tired of getting older
I no longer want to do these things,
make these decisions,
but at least we can drink wine together.
I tell her she looks pretty
in her bare feet
and long dress
I love her still,
but the loss has touched me too.
We seek the darkness
muddy American flags
and trains off their tracks
I loved the picture of you out in the water
the wind made your hair wild
I caught a blue glass-eyed wink
and a toothless grin
through the slow rising twirl of cigarette smoke and green flesh
I could smell the decay on your brain
It was a rainy day
when they put you in the ground.
Everything is open wounds now
and a bland thanksgiving dinner sucked through a straw
We forgot somehow, how to laugh
Could have been the slow drip of morphine
or the simple way our bones cracked.
Death dragged his heavy feet
as real life licked me
like a sandpaper tongue
Reminded me I am just the nameless meat
between the lion’s teeth
and we all die alone.
In black in white she sat
her legs demurely crossed
with her crooked cat eyed glasses
Tell me about your chaos lady,
the bloody slashes across your face
your dead baby sister
at the bottom of the outhouse.
It’s no wonder
in the end we all go mad.
Would it be ok if I took this gloom
and weaved it into some hideous mask?
I will hide behind it for the rest of my days.
H.M. Nolan 2015
I fought hard to get there ~ knowing
time was not on our side.
driving miles of highway
sifting through millions of thoughts in my mind.
I had to see her,
stroke her soft silver hair ~ feel
the warmth of her breath
to the rhythm of her heart.
I wanted so much to hold
onto the beauty of her soul ~ wrap
my arms around her tightly ~ ~ ~
never let go……………..
She was present for my sunrise,
I was present for her sunset
in between it all ~ we lived
mother and daughter.
In response to the Poetry Challenge for the week of May 11th…