Shirley Alexander

Rookie - 100 Points (Somewhere under heaven, Georgia, USA)

Shirley Alexander Poems

1. The Last Ones To Know 6/11/2008
2. Walking On Water 6/11/2008
3. Fourth Grade Drill 6/11/2008
4. Making Love With Music 6/11/2008
5. Alzheimer's 6/12/2008
6. The Awakening 6/13/2008
7. Torn Pages 8/26/2008
8. Sweet Wine And Saddle Oxfords 1/29/2009
9. The Ballad Of Bumble Jack-(A Bit Of Fun) 1/29/2009
10. My First Broken 1/29/2009
11. Smoking Behind The Gym 1/29/2009
12. The Birth (Spiritual) 1/29/2009
13. A Family Treasure 1/29/2009
14. Hiawassee 6/21/2009
15. Into The Hornets’ Nest At Seagrave’s Mill 6/21/2009
16. Bright Shiny Days Like This 11/5/2009
17. Fear Of Falling 8/19/2010
18. And All Around Me, Life Goes On 4/19/2013
19. Do You Remember Fireball Roberts? 6/11/2008
20. Daddy 4/19/2013
21. Ghost Prints 4/19/2013
22. Witness: The Wreck On Hwy.78 4/19/2013
23. Devil In The Promised Land (Adult Theme) 4/19/2013
24. Abused 4/19/2013
25. An Important Call 4/19/2013
26. A Perfect Picture 4/19/2013
27. Cowboys 4/19/2013
28. Red Mourning 4/19/2013
29. Without A Proper Eulogy 4/19/2013
30. Sunday Drive Back Home 4/19/2013
31. What Passes 4/19/2013
32. Memories Of 1963 4/19/2013
33. Last Notes Of A Stored Guitar 4/19/2013
34. Ghosts Of Me 11/9/2015
35. Secrets, And Women 4/19/2013
36. But, I'M Still Hoping 4/19/2013
37. Ghost Of A Blue World 6/11/2008
38. Geode 4/19/2013
39. Sometimes, Life Gives You Lemons 4/19/2013
40. My Position 4/19/2013

Comments about Shirley Alexander

  • Shirley Anne Alexander Shirley Anne Alexander (5/5/2013 11:11:00 AM)

    Thank you, Ina. I appreciate that you took time to read and comment.

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  • Ina Schroders-zeeders (5/2/2013 12:41:00 AM)

    This is a lovely poem :)

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Best Poem of Shirley Alexander

Something From The Woman I Left Behind

1978,
the seventh anniversary of our marriage
we spent the night in a van,
on top of Brasstown Bald mountain.

He slipped a pistol under the mattress
and said we would be safe
from robbers.

Vandals wear many disguises
and the violated learns, eventually,
to recognize the mask.

2 a.m.,
wrapped in my own arms,
the scent of his whiskey on my neck,
bruises on bare trembling legs;
I stood naked before the moon.

In cold October air,
had to find my way back
to me.


© Shirley Alexander

Read the full of Something From The Woman I Left Behind

The Last Ones To Know

The Last Ones To Know


In Miss Langford's fifth grade class
at the old Benton School,
we could not have known
as we stood
hands to heart,
side by side,

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