years of dark storms
in between fragments of life
stalked by murky shadows
lost in a mire of mistakes
a weary pilgrim of the pavement
journey etched upon face in
scars the color of old teeth
home is unashamed alley
redolent of unforgiving refuse
whose tenants shun daylight
and well-meaning strangers
night settles under a dark blanket
filmy barred windows cast suspicious eyes
at one enfolded in pungent old flannel
skin layers marinated in cheap wine
experiencing sensations like shaken seltzer
dropping an emaciated frame heavily
upon stained unforgiving corrugated
life teetering between breath and heartbeat
with dreams awash in pulsating technicolor
morning pulls itself awake
sodden brain struggles through slow
series of jolts like a cranky engine
preparing to stall as life halfheartedly
stumbles to alive
one more start...
Author Bio:
Susan Surette is an avid traveler, bibliophile, grandmother, hand drummer, and yogi with work accepted in the U.S. and UK. Retired on Cape Cod, Massachusetts, she discovered an interest in poetry after attending a creative writing program. Later she founded the Not Yet Dead Poets Society. As a volunteer leader opening the door to poetry for senior citizens, she is gratified to discover the depths of emotion and human
nature that comes to the surface when tapped.
Her poetry has been published in The Curlew, Westward Quarterly, The Avocet, Nine Muses Poetry, Eskimo Pie-Ceremony Journal of Poetry and Cape Cod Times.
in between fragments of life
stalked by murky shadows
lost in a mire of mistakes
a weary pilgrim of the pavement
journey etched upon face in
scars the color of old teeth
home is unashamed alley
redolent of unforgiving refuse
whose tenants shun daylight
and well-meaning strangers
night settles under a dark blanket
filmy barred windows cast suspicious eyes
at one enfolded in pungent old flannel
skin layers marinated in cheap wine
experiencing sensations like shaken seltzer
dropping an emaciated frame heavily
upon stained unforgiving corrugated
life teetering between breath and heartbeat
with dreams awash in pulsating technicolor
morning pulls itself awake
sodden brain struggles through slow
series of jolts like a cranky engine
preparing to stall as life halfheartedly
stumbles to alive
one more start...
Author Bio:
Susan Surette is an avid traveler, bibliophile, grandmother, hand drummer, and yogi with work accepted in the U.S. and UK. Retired on Cape Cod, Massachusetts, she discovered an interest in poetry after attending a creative writing program. Later she founded the Not Yet Dead Poets Society. As a volunteer leader opening the door to poetry for senior citizens, she is gratified to discover the depths of emotion and human
nature that comes to the surface when tapped.
Her poetry has been published in The Curlew, Westward Quarterly, The Avocet, Nine Muses Poetry, Eskimo Pie-Ceremony Journal of Poetry and Cape Cod Times.
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