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‘Could Have’ Never Existed
‘What could have been’, never existed. Though regret bats her eyes at you, Don’t follow the gauntlet of fiction she lays down. The path is not a cement, yellow brick road, That has crumbled on a poorly laid bed of circumstance and ignorance. It is the paver you set your foot on next as the…
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Desperate Distance
Maybe you are near, I feel I can reach out and touch you. Breath the air from your lungs, Hear the whisper of your thoughts, Going through my mind. How can flesh and blood, Be a phantom, And move me, by a drifting cloud of energy, The substance of love, Are we not almost skin…
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Wave As I Go By
I pass by on a conveyor belt, Moving by the energy of needs, Not mine. I can fill the gap, In a thousand cracks, Even as I am shattered. Clear glass, See right past me, I ask for nothing, And nothing is given. Sorry, faithful readers. I am not writing holiday cheery prose this Christmas.…
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You in my Universe
A short poem about freedom of personhood in relationships.
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One and the Same
We think we are divided, By race, by generation, by gender, Standing among our peers, grouped by Beliefs, convictions, ideologies, Our quest in life to find our people, Or the one to make more of ourselves. But we are all the same. Yes, the same, without variation, Flesh and blood, Living in mortal bodies,…
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Don’t Look
I want to tell you that I’m broken; That I’m glued together by tenacity, by admitting that regardless of the cracks— the curling yellow taped edges— the leaking of my life from pinholes of pain— tomorrow will come and if I’m in it, I will get up and believe for the best another day. I…
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Clare Graith 