Marvels Redux

I made my refuge
in the company of youth, who can be here
and not be here, their minds a world away
I searched for a place to be held, not as a prisoner
but as a child in a parent's arms

I yearned to confirm that a message
had been received,
even if the answer
was by smoke signal or telegraph
Even if it's the honking of mad geese overhead
or it comes from a box of Cracker Jacks
or from a dream I once had
It's still an answer

Anything but silence, the echoing silence of
crystalline rooms
where someone who purports to be human
prods you without a touch, uses words
like a pair of forceps
When you don't need to be
born twice
You just need something like noise
once in a while.

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This one is a rough draft, and I'm not sure what to
do with it. Thanks for reading, and giving any thoughts or
suggestions.

Untitled

I can't afford to lose what I gain
So I cover it with love

I keep it a secret
so that I can savor it again

I make it a hammock
so that I can rest
A soft, wide sisal rope
Embraced by curved,
sun-scorched pine

Shaking your head
in confusion and sorrow
That is how you'll read this

But I win, not because you lose but
because I can't lose anymore.

-debuted on Full of Crow radio show,
3/7/10. See below:

(http://www.blogtalkradio.com/lynnalexander/2010/03/07/full-of-crow-weekly-poetry-hour)

Alien world

Outside my bedroom window
in the morning
The sky is a milky wash
in reflection

The trees look like Venus
emerging from the sea foam,
Gloriously alive,

with limbs like
unfamiliar flora
On an alien world,
greeting her visitors.

(Debuted on Full of Crow
poetry radio show-- 2/14/10)