Tag Archives: Suicide

SUPPER WITH THE PhD

SUPPER WITH THE PhD

I sit across from my friend
and watch as he drowns
his well developed brain

Every day after work
he puts another million
brain cell kittens in a sack
and takes them to the lake

It is not for me to judge

This small death each day
may well have kept him from
the larger choice his father made

And a diminished capacity may help
when listening to the daily news
or hanging out with poets

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DEATH OF A THERAPIST

DEATH OF A THERAPIST (FOR JOAN)
“God in his mercy lend her grace”
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Lady of Shallot

Even the camel
eater of straw
Cannot always reach
the one on his back

If we had been able to see
if she had been able to ask

Who would not have taken
a handful
to add to their lighter task

JUDY

JUDY

Judy was a beauty
tall and blonde and shy
early this month she decided to die

The soft wise eyes, the curling lashes
all now ashes

We have been friends for twenty years
hugs and coffee when in town, cards when far away

And always the latest poetry

She said it was important, and it touched her
in places nothing and no one else could reach

Three years ago
I put my neck in a green eyed noose

I sent no cards, I did not call

I do not know if I could have saved her
though touch and poetry have been known to

I only know I hate what I did and didn’t do
I only know that she drowned out there alone
I only know it was a long time since I had thrown her a line

DARK EYED LADY

DARK EYED LADY

An instant connection
with richness and light
that’s deeper than centuries
and warmer than life

Though if death’s darkness
is as welcoming as this
no wonder people hurry
to sink into that bliss

An though I’m pretty sure
I’m not ready to be dead
I’d like to sit by those waters
and rest my weary head

And drop pebbles of my poetry
just to watch the ripples spread