Experience Lamphere, Menon, Clark, Barnes + aaduna's NMP: Day 14
Gods’
Will
I
can feel it
It’s
all around me
Hovering
Waiting
You
don’t have long now
Before
you take that final bow
It’s
heavy
Pressing
against my body
Trying
to succumb
You’ve
been sleeping so much
Don’t
leave me alone
I
can still feel your touch
It’s
becoming a second skin
If
only I could peel it away
Your
body is so frail
You
won’t eat
You
just want to sleep and sleep
It’s
attached itself completely now
Hugging
me tight
Will
you wake up do you thing?
You
need to eat.
Take
a drink
I’ve
lived a good life.
We’ve
had happy times,
Me
and my wife.
You’re
almost gone aren’t you?
You
won’t come back to me will you?
The
pain is going away.
Deaths
hug is expelling it.
You’re
ready to go.
Today
you told me so.
I’m
ready to go.
Today
I told her so.
You
should be at peace.
I
should give you release.
She’s
releasing me now.
I
can feel it somehow.
He’ll
be out of pain.
I
want that for him.
He’s
had it for so long.
The
pain is completely gone now.
It
feels so good not to feel.
I’m
taking my final breaths now.
His
hand has gone limp.
His
chest has gone still.
I’ll
miss him so.
Damn
God’s Will.
Damn
God’s Will.
©
2015 Cindy Lamphere
Weedsport,
New York
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Busy Hands Of A Cook
Black weathered skin,
rheumy eyes, halo of white hair.
Her attire stripped to
bare essentials,
a blouse and an
underskirt, in the hot kitchen
Hands that cooked the
myriad dishes
for every sumptuous
meal served with pickles.
Hands that snatched
away my stainless steel plate
before I could return
it to the kitchen.
Hands that washed away
beach sand
from my gritty soles.
Hands that wove white
and orange jasmine garlands
for my brown hair
Hands that accepted a
tip,
a loving token of my
appreciation.
©
2012 Tara Menon
Lexington,
Massachusetts
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Kinky Hair in Four Movements
Momma stroked kinky
hair in cardinal directions:
up kinks, down knots,
right brushes to surf
waves, and left brushes to rake
curls; you need shoulder rehabilitation, brush
kinks. Wanna build character, comb
them. Once
I thought dandruff was
a new feature
of orange Flintstone
push pops;
but I hate that
I do not remember
their taste.
©
2012 Patrick Lee Clark
Las
Cruces, New Mexico
Filming ‘Blood Shot Silk’ – Deleted
Scene (38)
One frame inheriting
another…
Blood on marble and
white roses.
Stand-alone vampire
crystallizes into a statue.
The nearest pall-bearer
sucks air. Crushed urn.
Froth overruns chapelry
pews
Through a hinge-wrecked
door –
An ephemeral embodiment.
©
2013 Christopher Barnes
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