Marylyn McIntyre

Connecting to Infinity Poem by Marilyn McIntyre

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connecting to infinity….

possibilities, outcomes
floating weightlessly
irridescent, intangible
mapped in stars
touching down
as pixie dust
and flirts of angel hair
choices to the right
paths to the left
someone has stolen the fork
in the road
moon cast wrinkles
characters “˜cross the lawn
where oh where
has my little mind gone
garrulous cotton candy clouds
griping frenzy
whisps of knowledge
ancestral crones
weeping, moaning heart in tears
annoint myself in
dandelion down
roll my head
in passing nimbus
connecting to infinity
again and again and again and again……..

connecting to infinity….

possibilities, outcomes
floating weightlessly
irridescent, intangible
mapped in stars
touching down
as pixie dust
and flirts of angel hair
choices to the right
paths to the left
someone has stolen the fork
in the road
moon cast wrinkles
characters “˜cross the lawn
where oh where
has my little mind gone
garrulous cotton candy clouds
griping frenzy
whisps of knowledge
ancestral crones
weeping, moaning heart in tears
annoint myself in
dandelion down
roll my head
in passing nimbus
connecting to infinity
again and again and again and again……..

Posted on January 6, 2005

Funeral Poem by Marilyn McIntyre

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Funeral

somber, muted, hushed

soft sobbing the music

hellos and sadness

family to the left

bikers to the right

children screaming silently

crushed by the shere weight of the crime

a man who left too early

signing a name

leaving a mark

i was here

you weren’t

well

they’re not taking me fuckin alive

i go kicking and screaming

clawing at life

inhaling beauty

grasping armfuls of love

clasping it to my breast

howling in agony

for any opportunity missed

material, burned and scorched

by my breath

my words dangling from clouds

riding the thermals on hawk wings

no tombstone –

memories

remarks

deeds done

laughter passed

love given

arms not somberly folded

but spread wide as the smile not erased

for every moment stolen

mark These words on my life

she lived

she lived

till the last goddamned second

she infinitely lives.

Suicide

if you had to go

i understand

you hurt, i heal

questions eat my heart

coffins hold no soul

moon slivered in a cold summer sky

stars shimmer and have you now

peacefulness your song

i, empty sky

were you trying to live someone elses life

dream others’ dreams

eat too much of the good life

all around you propaganda

filling your ears with pus and gore

family, obligations

these were blessings

not a sign to die

someone has to eat the shit

and spit out flowers

stop the stones from the glass houses

why me.

You never crossed the emotional line

We were such good friends

You called

I answered the phone

You told me on Christ’s birthday

You were leaving

I closed my ears and couldn’t hear you

You never called again

I have an answering machine

Clean, clinical, messages

You’re never there.

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Chasing the Dream Poem by Marilyn McIntyre

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Chasing the Dream

by Marilyn McIntyre

time floating downstream
in an ancient bottle
plugged with different futures
I dash excitedly
up and down the bank
like a well trained Lassie
barking excitedly
and then wade in to stop time
the eddy pried it away
running on rapidly
burbling with life
and plunging round the bend
i wonder what the
message might have been
don’t chase me down
I’m here, I’m gone
and life is but a dream.

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August Poem by Marilyn McIntyre

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Augorophobia

august

scorched lawns

trees turn brown with fright

holidays and beaches

and reparing to the cool

august

oppressive, painful despair

inside looking out

mugged breathe sweats

air of the great outdoors

cats sullen

blue jays drop their jays

crows to beat to caw

august

let me out of here

august

my mind curled like rock

drugged and writhing

soul up there at rest

in the crook of the old oak tree

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