Minnie Gehrig Poems

in the ways of the willow,
i bend i twist,
i study my trunk,
i reach my branches,
...

The whisper of your name,
echos in my eyes,
softly,
demure eyelashes
...

You are the rock
solid n stoick,
n your laughter is
thunder,
...

the way our face hits the glass,
n slides its way down,
seemingly we frown
on the dark days,
...

the heat rises of the sidewalk
n waves of illusion,
my feet melt into the concrete,
a bead of sweat runs from the corner of my eyelids,
...

I come back again
n again
to the place
love left me,
...

i walk upon them,
n the streets crack,
wide open, n let me into there caverns,
where part of me is stolen away,
...

I am laying on the grass,
yet it feels like i
am falling,
...

My lips are crimson,
n the words just spill out,
feathers floating in air,
...

i am a living doll
as plastic n hollow
as the world
spinning
...