Sandra Dodd

Rookie (April 17,1967 / Los Angeles, CA)

Most Appropriate Sterile Life - Poem by Sandra Dodd

Crying alone is the protocol
for keeping him feeling
he is doing it all.
For good comportment
keeps the standard standard.
Some things are better
if you feel them alone,
so everyone can go on
being a happy drone.


Tears are silent
for a solitary reason
So he does not have to ask
“What are these tears,
how can comfort be
from me to you
for all seasons? ”
Sobs’ wind ends
with pillows softness
for a solitary reason.
So he does not have to ask
“What troubles my love
this night, can I make it right? ”

When weeping complete,
the colors of my face I replace.
This gives him illusions
to keep face the idea that
he provides my happy place.
With an academy award
are given greetings
of the morn.
Polite is my exterior
as I am torn.
Over coffee and the newspapers
we share the printed word
of the readings we glance
“Oh my, how terrible,
have you heard…..? ”

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010



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