..........after Sliver by JKD
hearing her
sparks converging
emboldened splotch of meteorites
(from which supine body?)
chipped darkness
spittle-showered
braceleted in languid language
mother-of-pearl-rippled
wavelets
leveled fever dream
(leaves
[effects]
sliver where from out
contained fire
soundwave spike
breaks/wakes
emerging
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Tuesday poem #653 : Chris Johnson : screaming kids
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Sliver of Purpose Emerging
After “hearing her” by Sue Chenette
What I hear is a baby crying for comfort in the night.
What I see are the sparks of dreams evaporating into consciousness.
My awakeness is emboldened by the bracing chill of throwing off the covers.
I stumble through my anticipation of spit up milk and poop.
Waves sounding her discomfort wash over me.
The milk warms in the fire of the microwave.
Her cries ebb to murmurs and dreams.
A sliver of my existence has found purpose.
Einar
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