Crippled (a poem)

Crippled

Written May 27th, 2011

Scared and alone here

Surrounded by white

And blinding fluorescent light

Close my eyes against the rising fear

I don’t want to believe it’s true

I can’t see the future anymore

My dreams are dead, my hope buried beneath the floor

Where my leg should be; just hospital sheets colored baby blue

New Notebook (a poem)

New Notebook
Written March 3rd, 2011

I hold in my hands

The prettiest notebook

I ever did see

My mind racing with plans

Of things to write that will be worthy

Somewhere Between Winter and Spring (a long poem, unfinished)

Somewhere Between Winter and Spring

The rain on the windows did pelt

And thunder crashed overhead

On that dreary cold night

Somewhere between winter and spring

The streets running with snowmelt

And mud crawling with suffocated worms

I lay with covers pulled up to my head

Wide awake, filled with fright

I remember a bright lighting flash

Streaming into the glass pane

Temporarily burning my sight

And upon which it did clear

I realized in this room I was not alone

He was a tall, leering shadow

The doom of his arrival

Accented by an earsplitting thunder crash

To my bedside he began to draw near

I wanted to ask him who he was

Wanted to throw my head back and scream

But my throat was dry, my tongue too thick

My voice sewn shut with fear’s seam

I wanted to race out the door

Out into the lawn that was rain-slick

Yet my legs were numb

Seemingly rooted to the mattress forevermore