Showing posts with label Healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Healing. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Proven

International District, Seattle WA
Photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner



Afterward
she felt just like
the used condom,
            discarded
amidst the cigarette butts
and partially eaten food.

The refuse
stacked up,
lining the side streets
and back streets
of the insides of her,
piling up
on her chalk outline.

Wasn’t she
what had been done to her?

But the point of no return
to what               
she thought of herself
was the road less traveled,
            a cross in the path—
and the journey upward,
a process
littered
with the things
she has chosen to leave behind;

and that has made all the difference.



© 2013 Jennifer Wagner


A little bit of a spin off Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken.


Saturday, August 17, 2013

Electric


© 2013 Jennifer Wagner



I searched and searched
for the sun, but could not find it.

So I traveled east to where your arms
grew soft against mine, softer.

The full bloom scent of electric blue
burst within the wild

to chase that dark day wisp of cloud to white—
white like night when just past black,

and into new day dawning
to find and enter that centered

rose of sun,
asking where I’ve been.



© 2013 Jennifer Wagner


Sunday, March 3, 2013

Abhorrent



Image by TheFoxAndTheRaven, via The Mag




what does it say about you
that i’d rather be here
huddling in rain



Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner

A haiku written for The Mag 158 and for the Real Toads prompt 'Today We Scream’ brought to us by Susie Clevenger in honor of the Woman Scream International Poetry Festival to raise awareness through poetry about violence against women.  My poem refers to the domestic variety.




Image:  Woman Scream Internacional Poetry Festival


Saturday, March 2, 2013

Your Tonic Like Hawthorn



Hawthorn berries (Crataegus monogyna) 
Image:  Wikimedia Commons





you’re not
supposed to speak softly

in feather light whispers
at my throat

language foreign
to a scrap like me

my mini-heart flutters
in its hummingbird bones

afraid it might learn how to
cherish me too




Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner


 
*Note:  Hawthorn berries, flowers and leaves are used as an herbal medicine in the treatment of heart and cardiovascular ailments.


Written for dVerse Poetics where Fred Rutherford has us keeping it brief!