Auntie’s Dark Closet
the
punishing place
don’t talk back she’ll put you there
the iceman is coming
you’re in the closet again
you took a wrong turn
walking home from kindergarten
yup, the closet.
Then one day it wasn’t scary
anymore
you could smell mother’s perfume
remembering Mother’s smile
her warmth, her hugs
and most of all her love
seeing the ballet with her
falling asleep in her arms
the closet became the best
hidey hole, sanctorum
when hell broke loose
and it did in that family
you could hide there
they never looked in the
place for bad little girls
you talked to your angels
snuggled into mother’s
coat with her fragrance
was like falling asleep in her arms
Sanctum Sanctorum
Fiery proud
and bold
she was told to beware
be aware he is a Bluebeard
she laughed I am sexy and fiery
I will bring him down
we scattered her ashes today
her fire damped forever
her laughter and sparkle
like her arrogance, destroyed
Bluebeard smirking, walks away
Denial
Can’t
believe you’re gone
intense denial manifests
hours at the computer
waiting for a message
than can never arrive
keeping that number one
phone line open
in case you call
listening for your step
on the walk
who knew that morning
when you left
naughtily kissing me goodbye
it was our last shared laugh
suits I never wanted to see
at the door in the afternoon
Validated
seeking
validation in the passion
reflected in her eyes
reveling in the firmness of her breasts
the pliancy of her thighs
sunrise found him alone
re-evaluating his loneliness
validating his emptiness
Warrior
Wisdom
The old
guard hung on
to their posts
as heads were displayed on spears
The great Celt's skull pickled in a jar
commanded center table
They sought wisdom from the warrior
knowing in true Celt wisdom
although he was preserved and pickled
he could still impart his winning strategies
as they drank the wine from the ja
