terminal velocity

terminal velocity

A Poem by redd Brick Keshner
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From a word bank.

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Drenched in heavy morning rain
Like an arctic soaking to the vein;  
I just sat there stunned and wordless,  
by the results of endless tests.  

Only do I seek the scoffer's sympathy;  
my litanies dot the bottom of this timpani.  
No restaurant on high street offers...
Whoa! I found where my sanity rests:  

A very comforting hand takes mine,  
The other hand by her child as well.  
I draw dry ice sculptures in my mind,  
While a hawk’s screech rings overhead.




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© 2010 redd Brick Keshner


Author's Note

redd Brick Keshner
Every person has many wishes. A cancer patient has only one: to get better. In honour of those that have lost their battle with cancer, are still fighting the battle, or have beaten it!!!!

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Some quite stunning imagery in this! I definitley agree that "i draw ice sculptures in my mind" is a fantastic line, and a helps create the poignancy of the piece. :) good job.

Posted 15 Years Ago


"I draw dry ice sculptures in my mind" is a fantastic image, good poem, I really enjoyed reading it!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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redd Brick Keshner
redd Brick Keshner

Brisbane, West Moreton, Australia



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….socially awkward poet. Childhood stammerer… intentionally driven to writing rather than speaking. And yes, that’s where that vibe is sourced… so your kindness is truly, ge.. more..