Starburst

by SL Ruth

Your words of longing
Your voice husky and low
Your breath laying whispers
Tenderly against my ear
Lets me hear your desire
Experience your fantasy.
My mind spins,
I flush with the warmth
Of a thousand stars,
Like embers smoldering,
Gathered to explode,
Burning me with the fire
Of your passion.
I sense your presence;
As your voice caresses me
I long for your touch,
For you to burst upon me
As your words have.

In this day of technology there's lots of telephone & text messaging going on. The above poem came to me in a flash several years ago. I haven't changed a word. The poem still refreshes the impression of that single moment when I experienced the emotion. Let me know how it touches you.

Frozen Scene

by SL Ruth

Snow swirls silently
As I hesitate at the top
Of the ridge;
Pausing to absorb the splendor
Of the pristine and whitened world
Surrounding me.

Two magpies and three black crows
Perch atop tall trees
Like sentinals poised at Elysian gates;
Suddenly, as on timely cue, the magpies dive
From their obelisks, to hover
In the face of the glittered wind.

Both flail their wings, struggling
Then, deftly lift to the solitary peaks
Of two separate snow-laden evergreens;
The trees shudder, sifting
Off thin showers
Of crystal flakes.

The magpies ruffle their feathers
And settle in like the slick, black
Crows below them;
The image is frozen in my mind
And in my body through
Layers of thick insulation.

Snow envelops me
Hiding my skis, I lift them
Crunching the powder beneath;
My breath forms a hoary
Frost, like misted icing
Freezing my woolen mask.

I shift my weight with one last long
Survey of the scene
Cold permeates me;
I push off the edge of the world
And begin my own iced flight
Down the mountain.

Night Freight

by SL Ruth

Two forty AM
The sheets are gray and
Rope-twisted for an escape
In the muted absence of light
While my eyes dilate
Fixed on the flourescent numbers
Outlined in greenish glow
I grope for the time-thinned
White cotton robe to cover my nakedness
The steady click-clacking alarm
The only sound
Sweat flushes my body
As I move across the heart of pine
Floor ribbed and gritty under
Toughened and calloused feet
To the rickety porch beyond
A crooked screened door upon which
Is pinned a wad of cotton
Discouraging only me
I sit on the splintered stoop
Smoothing the back of the robe
Between my legs
Which fall free like the
Limp sash draped down the steps
On either side of me
A tiny white moth flutters past my lashes
Like a spark from the crepuscular train
Where it leans as the rails slink
Into a curve half-mile away
I feel the rumble of hot steel
Crushing against cresoted ties
Squealing like a mama hog
As the terrible freight
Wobbles along the monotonous
Nightly run of
Soul-wrenching vibrations
The smell of burning oil and nerves
Speeding through the dark heavy night
Whips the warmed August air
Against my skin where wisps of hair
Not struck down with sweat
Sting my eyes
Breath drawn into lungs near suffocated
Expelled like the low whistle in
Warning, deafening, mournful blasts
I am the earth beneath hurdling
With the train above like
A mindless android caterpillar
Unstoppable
Whining, creaking, splitting the dark
I feel life draining out of me
As the night freight South rocks past

Morning Fracus

Dearest Daughters,
I'd like to begin by sharing some of my poetry if I can ever figure out how to get it pasted in here. Apparently, it's going to require some giggling.

You go first!

Let's make this site a place we can go to share our inner thoughts, feelings, emotions, & talents in an open forum. I hope we can share poetry, lyrics, ideas, concerns, soapbox oratorio, & whatever leaps into our minds or hearts to share. I feel that by expressing ourselves this way we will truly become sisters & family. Remember that God has only one family.

Please respond with your thoughts. The name of my little volume of poetry is, "Thoughts to Provoke Thought & the Senses." I'll try to get at least one poem on here by nightfall.

Love to all,
Mom/Mimi