You can’t know when you’re young that some choices are made only once That lived moments recalled don’t live up to their originals They’re like copies of copies of copies with details that blur over time With pages that slip out of order So we stick to the stories we’ve memorized Recite our lives like […]
I saw our mother’s face on another woman everything but the eyes as if she was recycled for spare parts as if she had a sister we didn’t know I saw you in a dream living fine without me as if your death was a one-sided loss as if the small place where we drifted […]
Today I’m moving words that have become part of the furniture I’m cutting the clutter and repairing the wear I’m taking junk to the dump and rearranging the mood I’m putting the elephant in the middle of the room _________Colleen Redman / Poets United
My dream has little value unless I write it down like a baby isn’t named until it’s born Is it the voice of God-within that gives me clues in dreams? That grades my day by scores at night? That lives a double life? __________Colleen Redman / Poets United
Clouds spill up defying gravity They melt away like chances not taken But some escape and sail like boats beyond the view of our own beliefs __________Colleen Redman / Poets United
Sometimes it’s like writing in school detention THE GREAT WAY HAS NO IMPEDEMENT THE GREAT WAY HAS NO IMPEDMENT 100 times over on the blackboard of my mind I’ll be restlessly counting and watching the clock IT DOES NOT PICK AND CHOOSE IT DOES NOT PICK AND CHOOSE waiting to escape the confinement my desk […]
Slicing onions like origami doves They fly like souls into the afterlife _______Colleen Redman / Poets United
Everyone’s famous when the sun’s bulb flashes when it keeps them in the spotlight and follows them through their day Everyone’s rich when the sun cashes in when its pot of gold overflows and its lucky star pays dividends _______Colleen Redman / Poets United
Glass ball ornament in a string of lights sky Punch bowl moon for auld lang syne ______________Colleen Redman / Poets United
A sleigh of moon filling with light delivering stars all in one night ________Colleen Redman / Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
The news is like a burning building that I crane my neck to see Every couple of hours I check how far it’s spread But I also want to turn my head I want to grab the matches out of arsonists hands and stomp the engulfed ground we all stand on I want our lives […]
It was the second time that Chelsea Adams and I read our poems together in the past couple of months. We were invited to the Blacksburg Public Library on Sunday to read from our chapbooks published by Finishing Line Press. The crowd was light but attentive. There was an ease of sharing. The laughter and […]
