Saturday, August 14, 2010

For My Mother

Acutely blocked coronary

Digitally exposed,

Finds groove

Halting.

Impeded journey

Keep limping, moving nowhere.

Obstructed, pulse?

Quick radiating

Sharp twangs

Underscore ventricular

Weeping

‘Xalting your zeal.

 

***I seem to have taken Dr. Charles poetry challenge to heart.  This is my third poem, but I won’t be submitting this one.  It is for my mother.

2 comments:

Gizabeth Shyder said...

Loved the link to the pic of your mom - she looks amazing.

Keep writing, poetess!

SeaSpray said...

It's moving Ramona. You should submit it.