Frankie Renae

Rookie (Aug 30,1988 / Nebraska)

Heash - Poem by Frankie Renae

She fell today in the little prisms on the grass
He walked by and laid next to her
Rolling upon the concrete
And newly familiar sidewalks
As they shared the best day of her life
Music echoing dreams behind her eyes

Then heee walked in
What a wreck
With ears that hear things
How they were never made for listening
Crushed. like branches
It's just, he never dances
But sheee

She would like to explode now in prisms on the grass
Maybe paint the sky as it falls
Or wash away with the time
The way he spoke of it yesterday
Right about now, it might just feel good
To be the leaves and float before his eyes


There she goes tumbling in child'hood prisms down the path
Would he please grow tall and stop her
Somewhere near the bottom slide
She sat alone, he picked up the phone
And confessed shares of days of her life
Muse like music echoing dreams and eyes


What if she whispered back for the trees that grow and branch
Out around us, for the love
Of music that surrounds us,
I promise that no matter where
You go or what you do, I will always
Love you, like the husband you are inside

Then heee walked in
What a wreck
With ears that hear things
How they were always made for listening
Crushed like branches
It's just, I like your dances
Will sheee


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

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