SoulA Poem by lee von cleefLive a ripe,raw,more relevant life.I wish it were a knight mare of mescal Mean menopause But broken says it all Sorrow stains tumble into the void around us Her heart floats above the feather Hollow deep wavy blue throaty emotional empty Perspective embraces, we wish for Mean menopause, a nightmare of mescal Time defies logic and yours Is not the only view Of hell on the mountain Drop the telescope and climb, climb the rope Climb, three points contact, methodical, fluid, purpose Reach down, form follows function Function She said, “thank you in advance” She said, “Breathe with your soul” She wrote, “forget me after I’m gone” In two days she was going to be A southern biscuit sopping up a plate Full of Hawaii Eight minutes ago, eight miles ago Authentic alive an accolade of life A funeral is like what should have been a five-month Planned wedding Compressed into four days Boxed and compacted with only our vitals showing Especially so when “how are you today sweetie?” Is our twenty-five year old Blonde worker bee Pain shared is pain lessened Courtney Marie Darnell died June 5th at approximately 4:15pm Six days shy of twenty-six The afternoon “microburst” maps out pretty Deliberate; Just over a little rise headed south on highway 5 into Hot Springs, Arkansas A tall pine falls straight across the road stopping a car in front of Courtney’s truck. A tall pine falls straight behind Courtney’s truck, blocking retreat. A tall pine falls at an angle taking out the cab and Courtney. No skid marks. A stout breath, thunder, and
she’s gone, L V C © 2013 lee von cleefAuthor's Note
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