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mandasue

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1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 30th: Palinode · 0 replies · +1 points

Thank you, Marisa. <3

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 30th: Palinode · 0 replies · +1 points

Thank you, Sue Ann. <3

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 30th: Palinode · 0 replies · +1 points

Thanks, Kristina. I appreciate it. <3

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 30th: Palinode · 6 replies · +1 points

If I disappear for a little bit, friends, this is why. I was just starting to get my energy back from my trip home and will probably have to do it again in the next week. It might have been a little early to process this as this just happened in the last couple hours, but the prompt seemed right for it, and I sure as hell couldn't think about anything else. <3

When I said I’d done all I could, I lied.
All those unanswered birthday cards,
all the unthanked lottery tickets,
the $5 bills offered when your floor
was caving in on itself,
I offered close to nothing.
And so that last ditch effort of mine
as you lay there on that ICU bed
was the most I could do in that moment,
my body willing me to the floor,
and my mind willing it upright,
so I could say, Thank you, Susan;
We love you, Susan.
We will carry on the tradition
for your grandbabies, Susan,
and they will know luck too.
Susan, what I wanted to say,
what I should have said, is
You are too good; You are the best
of all of us. Your love came
with aftershocks, the kind that spreads
its warmth beyond your own beloveds
to those in their orbit. You always believed
things were gonna turn around.
Minutes after a phone call told me
you had gone, the sky opened
and began to hail. I rushed to my car
and could hear your gravelly laugh,
full of mirth, as I slammed the door
to the pelting ice and began to cry.
I don’t know how much luck I’ve had
in this life, Susan. But when your heart
gave out today, I knew it must have been
from overuse—and what luck
to have been one of its recipients.

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 29th: Food or Me... · 2 replies · +1 points

This prompt overwhelmed me a bit so I reduced it to just the last part: the food speaking. I will most likely develop this one more but again, just posting it now to get it down on the page.

Brûlée

My burning gives you satisfaction
I know how you are
You think you can break me
without earning this sweetness
My love asks permission
applies his flame to my custard
singes me with wanting
I give him every spoonful

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 28th: *Sustenanc... · 0 replies · +1 points

This lie one took a turn. I spent a lot longer earlier today on an index poem that went off the rails and then wrote this one very quickly just now so I could post before bed. I need to post it to Sustenance too but I'm trying to keep myself honest here by posting everyday so I'm just adding it without revising. So close, friends!

The ocean will not swallow your heart
The past is always behind you
Starlight is filled with dying
The animals can’t know our sadness
There is only this life
Our bodies are enough to carry us
The boats have plenty of room
There is nothing to worry about
It’s just a little heat
Humanity will get us through

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 25th: Love poem ... · 0 replies · +1 points

Thank you, Kristina! I'm considering changing the last line because I worry it's an overstatement to say "and I loved him for it." Yesterday I revised it to "He saw what I was keeping from myself and threw it in the pot." Let me know if you have any thoughts on that change!

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 25th: Love poem ... · 0 replies · +1 points

Thank you, friend! <3 *blushes*

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 25th: Love poem ... · 0 replies · +1 points

Goddamn. Even the first juxtaposition is a gutpunch: architecture of undertow. It's so rich with layers of associations of meaning and image. Just a gorgeous exploration, woman.

1 year ago @ https://poetryoverflow... - April 27th: The Blank ... · 1 reply · +1 points

The Nasturtiums of Delight

Look at them there, springing
on their little tendrils that some
are silly enough to call stems,
green wheeling mouths gaping
in wonder, gulping streams
of sunlight, forming such a lush,
wafer-thin tapestry, strong enough
to hold but a few grains of rice.
The aliens wouldn’t know what
to do with such a gift, this bewildering
spectacle of leaves with eyes like
their children (that taste faintly
like pepper) and bright orange
blossoms like their beloved
pogwallows. But here we are,
kids. Wonder of wonders.