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Monday, August 13, 2012


A response to Three Word Wednesday

I walked along the left side of a dirt road, unsure.
one patch seems ominous; I stick my hand into the soil, I breathe.
"so here you are,"  I say, not knowing whom to speak of.
I take a moment of finality-- the earth welcomes me.

the rope at my feet coils and uncoils itself uneasily and I twine it in my fingers.
the birds seem weary, and thankful.
for a moment I think of my mother, mothers always trace your path before you know you have one
worms trickle over my splayed palm and I imagine her.

I am sun-drenched, canteen full
I pull on my straw-lined uniform
stand against a wooden board, my grave-bed
"wrap the covers 'round me, sister," and I am bound.
my audience watches and I blush from the spectators drawn here to witness with beady eyes

I look at the sky, I breathe
I look at the earth, I breathe
I look at my hands, I breathe
while the earth crumbles beneath.


  1. I'm not too sure what this person is doing. I want to say Bungee jumping, but, that rope doesn't seem right. Very deep and thought provoking write. Loved the imagery.
    Thanks for visiting me :)

  2. I sort of wanted it to be a mystery, but if you think hard enough about the title and the bird imagery, I think you'll get it:)
    let me know if you figure it out.

  3. I get the vibe of someone confronting death/badness in the stead of others (scarecrow warding off death symbols--a.k.a.--crows).

    Baum reference in the title?

  4. Jack,
    YES, YES, YES!
    everyone takes something different from theis poem, and I enjoy hearing every different viewpoint.

  5. I guess I read this too literally because I thought it was about the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz.

  6. Paul, there were about 800 different ideas that led me to this poem. One of them in the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz. you're not entirely wrong.