Some of my stuff

[medicvet]

WAR MOM

I am married to my children
tied by and to my memories
the past engulfs
surrounds
threatens
and is is dangerously and comfortably
familiar

Where from here?
take the step
without knowing how deep
the diving board springs
a drop off to
and my eyes are closed

and i

jump

let go

begin

but not yet

I/i

am still here

and this is nowhere I/i am.

[medicvet]

this one is dedicated to my son Anthony


Bathtime

infant legs
that lacked strength
to kick in air
gently waved in water
eddying ripples
lapped the tubs edge

time measured and numbered
(monthsweeksdayshoursminutesseconds)
they tell me, shaking heads solemnly
all I'm allowed

and...
but still...

I grasp
for more, aching

Hope not bound by limits or constraints

salty drops fall into the tub
i smile as he coos
"oooooooooooooooooh"
I respond in his language
"oooooooooooooooooh"
the beam of his smile
a halo lighting his face

that smile weakens
a later version
(monthsweeksdayshoursminutesseconds)
enshrined in a photograph

and all that's left...

a picture

a memory

and still waters.

and his smile....a halo lighting his face..beaming down from above.