PUBLISHED POEMS
January 14, 2011 at 6:49 pm 2 comments
In 1983, the year I married Joni, New Worlds Unlimited published two of my poems in Journeys of the Poet Prophet.
RESTORATIONS
The ground trembled and moaned
like some mighty giant stirring from sleep,
like some force gone unnoticed wanting to be known,
And Naples crumbled,
And men died, and women died,
and children would never grow old.
Even dead Pompeii died, died even more that day.
And the earth was changed, and people were changed.
Workmen hurried to rebuild Pompeii
working hard to restore its timeless death.
And people groped in rain filled darkness
trying hard to rebuild shattered life.
And small towns, villages rival Pompeii in their death,
And death is more easily restored than life.
OVERHEAD
Overhead, one by one the light bulbs expire,
Their guts bursting,
And in death their ghosts yield a softer view of life,
Harsh shadows melt away.
Reality fades into the background
and the room’s boundaries sink into infinity.
Another bursts in incandescent death.
Familiar objects take on new shapes
as possessions melt from sight.
A book left open,
the words blur into feelings.
Something calls from the darkness
waiting to be released as the last flame fades.
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Ed S | January 24, 2013 at 2:15 am
Hi Walt, Your wife is an angel and made my wife’s 13 months of suffering bearable. More poems need to written about her compassion. I have every science fiction book I’ve ever read since 9 years old and I promised Joni that I would check out your work, which I will do. Ed
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walttriznastories | January 24, 2013 at 6:13 pm
Ed,
Thanks for the kind thoughts about my wife.
SHE IS AN ANGEL!
I am a lucky guy. Last year I had bypass surgery and she stood by my side the whole time.
I also must say welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy what you read.
I also have a link to a radio interview I had about two weeks ago.
Thanks again for making contact and I know Joni will be happy too.
Walt