Celebrate Poetry Month by having a poem emailed to you each morning! Just follow the link here: http://www.poets.org/poemADay.php. And from our own, Mary Rose Betten and Laura Beasley add their voice to our Poetry Month Collective!
written by Mary Rose Betten
Who cares for my words
once they are written?
Do they go homeless
once they have been penned?
of my mind
from their bath
I catch them
tuck them in
Lie with them
in the dark
The Easter Bunny
written by Laura Beasley
The Easter Bunny came early this year,
But he gave me something I truly do fear.
Like an egg in my neck, they call it a mass.
It means I’ll be put under by gas
On the day the surgeon cuts into my neck
To remove the egg-mass, oh what the heck!
It could be cancer or it might be benign,
Perhaps I’ll die soon or for decades, be fine.
I’ll get a scar in my neck, something real I can feel,
Just like this pen with the ink that is teal.
I grab for my life and I try to grip hard
To all of my dreams that seem broken like shards.
My future is hazy, my future is dim.
Will I be there to love him, her, him and him?
Will I ever hold my grandbabies in arms
And swaddle them tight like burritos so warm?
If you think that it’s easy to write of these things,
Then close your mouth tight and then try to sing.