For MVB, July 31, 2024

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Abandoned

Shack+Pump3.jpgPhoto Credit: D. Hammock

                             Abandoned 

Grass sways by the abandoned house
I cower inside––a trembling mouse
exposed to the bright flash of day
when all else has gone away.

First my father, then my mum
go away and never come
again to shelter, feed or love.
Life is a winging mourning dove

that makes us and then flies away,
making green grass into hay,
the flush of life and then decay,
a harsh light turning shadows gray.

Life swells  like paint–a curling blister.
It peels away my older sister,
then also takes my younger brother
and never comes to bring another.

A shadow passes over me.
A sparrowhawk. I dare not flee,
for life is mainly perilous.
It makes us just to feed on us.

Outside I see the preening cat.
It waits for me––patient and fat
in tall grass by the abandoned house
wherein I hide–a trembling mouse.

 

The MVB prompt for today is Abandoned. (This is a repost of a poem  I wrote years ago.)

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My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

13 thoughts on “For MVB, July 31, 2024”

  3. Unknown's avatarAnn Garcia

    so deep and sadly hits nerves. .. powerful. You’re not afraid to open your wounds. I got goosebumps. Steinbeck or was it Hemingway said if your words bring a physical reaction from reader, that’s all you need to know.

    Ann

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