Inspired by Jacob Lawrence's Tombstones

Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Posts: 7,265
edited August 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
The first one had a smile to bring the sun
back after it set. The next one didn't
draw breath. When the last one died I broke like
glass, shards so sharp I didn't want to be
touched. For this one I'll sit next to Death. Pat
my baby's back when I feel a coldness.
Death, you're a man in fancy clothes who slides
behind doors and steals all I own. If you
try to steal my child again, you'll meet my
blues-singing guardians. They've seen your face.
They scratched your arms as you took their daughters,
husbands, and sons. Death, have you heard women's
rage? When you hear that low hum can you stand?
They'll charm the devil right out of your hands.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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