30 Thursday Oct 2014
Chin resting upon my hand,
fingers drumming the table,
I stare into space,
waiting for my head to clear,
for the writer’s block to disappear.
But I’m starting to fear
that I waited too long,
for my dry spell is broken
by a haunting melody echoing
through my empty head,
Dem Dry Bones is all I can hear!
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Dem Dry Bones is a song in which bones are connected and disconnected through the verses.
12 Sunday Jan 2014
Winter’s nip seeps through my pores,
creeping through vessels and nerves
till it finds my thinning bones,
circling ’round, sealing in the cold.
Shivering, I curl into the recliner,
snuggling with layers of quilted comfort.
Glowing cheeks, reflections of a well-lit fire,
flush brighter with my first sip of tea.
Revived, nerves and muscles jerk to
attention, stimulating blood flow,
warming these precious wands of marrow–
no longer chilled to the bone.
