February 1st
working inside all day long
I forget the sky
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Pediatrician Kelley White has worked in inner city Philadelphia and rural New Hampshire. Her poems have appeared in Exquisite Corpse, Rattle and JAMA. Her most recent collection is NO. HOPE STREET (Kelsay Books). She received a 2008 Pennsylvania Council on the Arts grant.
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old man
hitting the gas, instead of the brakes …
in winter
–
murder of crows
caws in flight ~
dreary winter afternoon
–
rolling grey waves
endless motionless clouds –
drizzling rain upon my brow
Nice 5/7/5, though I really don’t see the point in
writing them, though there is nothing wrong either;
just lazy I guess? If you’re interested in the Mad Poets Soc., Media, or Virgilio Assoc., Camden, NJ. Drop me a line.
old man
hitting the gas, instead of the brakes …
in winter
–
murder of crows
caws in flight ~
dreary winter afternoon
–
rolling grey waves
endless motionless clouds –
drizzling rain upon my brow
she craves salty food
looking at strawberry moon
eating a pickle
creating ceramic piece
enjoying the process
not for sale
prolonged noon nap
waking up to find
dusk like dawn
february 2nd
the cement men hunched
in falling snow
Nice 5/7/5, though I really don’t see the point in
writing them, though there is nothing wrong either;
just lazy I guess? If you’re interested in the Mad Poets Soc., Media, or Virgilio Assoc., Camden, NJ. Drop me a line.
Best,
Gene
wavering, strong winds
eaglet fearful of flight ~
same rhetoric
–
new sunrise
yesterday-today-tomorrow-always
later, sunset
–
indecision –
the winds journey
who understands the reason