Monday, June 29, 2015

I spent a restful rainy day reading Toni Morrison's God Bless the Child. Her writing draws me inward, and I wrote this poem in response.

Creative Writing: A collection of poems based on the week’s writing

Longing is different than wishing
Wishing is a breathless moment
with little effort in the puff of air
an embarrassed whisper to the unknown
on a blade of grass a star a blown out candle
so silent in its utterance that the disappointment is barely felt
but for

the ache between the shoulder blades
as if the effort cut the sinew that holds the air within
that leaks and stains the surrounding air
not to be erased but fading  
dissipating at the edges

but in and out with each swish of blood and air
through hollowed lungs
still longing for breath


  1. This is beautiful! Thank you for sharing.

  2. Lorry, Thanks for posting this. It brings life to the blog for people to share their recent creations.