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UP AFTER MIDNIGHT
Headache a blue sizzle before sleep,
I wake in the dark with pain
announcing it will last all night.
I get up. What else can I do?
Autumn has hit the kitchen.
Dishes cover the counter like fallen leaves.
Cupboards are abandoned burrows,
empty as yawns. I have been spring cleaning
in the wrong season, fall as good a time
as any to do a clean sweep, spring
not always meaning April either, spring tides
occurring at full and new moons
all the year round. But the mere thought
of a bright white full moon upon a black sky
is more contrast than I can stand and I close
my eyes against my imagination.
In that darkness without the opal of moonlight
I am safe from all but pain. It is then the moon
grabs hold of my brain, tightens
and slowly begins to pull.
Cain and Abel,
Jacob and Esau--
God gave only one blessing
and it wasn’t one to share.
When we were born, twins,
we learned to share everything
except incubator and cribs,
and we tried to share those,
scaled our bars,
wound up on the floor,
too hard to climb back in.
Now sharing is second nature
having been first
for so long. With strangers
as with friends
I have shared money,
clothes, books, my car (I
by writing about it)
but with no one
have I shared my body
or moved with him
in the mysteries of human love
and that was not with love
and ultimately pain...
We are given different blessings.
Mine is to write.
The days turn like pages.
Life scribbles and scribbles.
Come in, come in!
Let me pour you a poem.
Paula will sympathize with this one: I just wrote a whole huge blog entry, five or six paragraphs long and was about to finish it and post it, when I accidentally hit the wrong key and pfft! Where'd it go?! Couldn't find it anywhere. It had vanished into thin air, or cyberspace or worse, into nothing at all. And I'm just too tired to retype or rethink it. So I apologize guys, but this is it for today's entry. I will try to write it all again for tomorrow. B( No, I'd better not leave it at that. BD Better? TTFNPosted by pamwagg at November 28, 2006 09:26 PM