Brian Sonberg


Brian Sonberg Poems

1. Above You, Down Below 11/27/2012
2. Rhapsody On Memory 11/27/2012
3. They Call It Stormy Monday 11/27/2012
4. Another Sleepless Night 11/27/2012
5. Life- Ticket For One 11/27/2012
6. Bird Song 11/27/2012
7. Shadows That Grow 11/27/2012
8. Migraine Carousel Ride 11/27/2012
9. Blind My Justice 11/27/2012
10. Slow To Rise 11/27/2012
11. Short, Not Sweet 11/27/2012
12. Chambered Rain 11/27/2012
13. Silently Awake (And Free) 11/27/2012
14. Silently Awake 11/27/2012
15. Screams Her Name 11/27/2012
16. Forward 11/27/2012
17. A Path To Sea 11/27/2012
18. Immersion 11/27/2012
19. Blue Is Never True 11/27/2012
20. Torn Between 11/27/2012
21. Coffee 11/27/2012
22. Room 11/27/2012
23. Season 11/27/2012
24. Knowledge 11/27/2012
25. Dizzys 11/27/2012
26. Last Sounds 11/27/2012
27. Some Nights 11/27/2012
28. A Golden Afternoon 11/27/2012
29. Blue Violin 11/27/2012
30. Street Lights 11/27/2012
31. Winter Innocence 11/27/2012
32. Frosted Mug 11/27/2012
33. Running 11/27/2012
34. Things They Come And Things They Fall Behind 11/27/2012
35. European Memories 11/27/2012
36. The Day's End 11/27/2012
37. Untitled 6 11/27/2012
38. She Slips Away 11/27/2012
39. There Is Grass Under The Snow 11/27/2012
40. Untitled 4 11/27/2012
Best Poem of Brian Sonberg

Tiny Dancer In The Hall

She stands in hallways
Far from uneventful; unnoticed perhaps.
Rigid.
The world is her stage.
She hears her own ballet
and twirls.
Dances like an angel.
Entranced.

But the world has her jaded.
She dreams of songbirds.
If she could sing,
her toes would not be so squared.
Her fans stare on, hoping for
a moment- sublime.

She stands, a study in realism.
Legs tremble...she will never
fit the part.
True hearts are true
but never a vision of perfection,
always somehow abrasive.

She pirouettes and
fabric flutters like ...

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Above You, Down Below

Bountiful harvest
but the sickness doesn't care.
You were taken too soon;
The only two that mattered.
The gravest injustice in loss
is health.
Scaffold finds new heights
and I paint the sky to
feel closer to my sorrow.

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