somethings rise to be born with you.

It was in  95 when

I messaged the moon and the sun went all over me.

It's warm hands tying a bowtie

like my uncle Mack showed me

in the mirror

he behind my head like an eclipse,

one old hand folded over the other and at the one end,

the business end where the fat of velvet

houndstoothed along to the

predicted unwind, I pretended to smile/

May as well hold the sky upside down with my

chin atop the unpainted medicine cabinet

where mothers loose Maybelline power

had settled from when she made

dad coo and think of  Eartha Kitt

"Say something" she yelled into his

dying ear as he mumbled his last breath. Me

and my sister waiting in the visitors lounge

without the faces that I remember. Tears

can replace the parts of your face

sometimes at death or deep love- but this time

only drool and bits of oatmeal. This time

only the sweet, swimming swirls

of Royal Canadian whiskey and regret. They

tell me that you can only pull off

your wedding ring with the opposite hand at

certain times of the year. Old wives tales:

Seizures are brought on by the full moon.

Drano in warm piss can determine the gender

of your unborn child. Turning your head

quickly to the right means you have

denied your entire left side. Heartburn

during childbirth

means a hairy baby. Tell me you love me

before modern inventions and voodoo;

before happenstance and time changes the moon

and

lovemaking.

Reviews

[writing mojo]

you control more then the elements with this and left the rest the word choice as gravity with this verbal map to your orbit, some with enough thrust can enter unharmed by the falling star dust..excellent piece

[h d e rushin]

I could listen to your words all day long my friend...thank you.....dana

[Emily B]

every poem by h d e rushin is my absolute favorite

[h d e rushin]

It's my way (writing poetry) of having a constant companion and having someone always to
talk to. Thank you my friend....dana

[Emily B]

it was my way of finding the voice I was never allowed to have :)

[W.k.kortas]

This is very, very close to being "Life, The Poem."

[h d e rushin]

sure it is....thanks wk.....and happy new year to you my friend...

[kmartell]

What can one say. Very real and it brings me in, in, in to your life. It does what a poem is supposed to do.

[h d e rushin]

thank you my dear friend and happy new year to you.....dana

[FreedomFighter]

wow im amazed, u tell a vivid story, I felt as If I was there

[h d e rushin]

thank you ararebreed for stopping in to visit me....dana

[Ed Hart]

you are a superstar...this is unrelenting, right down on the gravel, a veritable explosion

[h d e rushin]

Thanks you Ed Hart for your support my dear friend....and happy new year to you...dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

over life, tears definitely replace parts of our face...the parts that looked a certain way in reacting to fathers, mothers sisters, brothers...family...the toughest part sometimes...but they are what we are born into and with...and we cannot turn our heads...

and when we marry, we can take the wedding ring off...but that moon of change, circumstance and fate tends to hide the sun....until we can rid ourselves of all that baggage...and find a different moon, maybe on the other side of our face---and welcome the sun again.

j.

[h d e rushin]

so true Jacob....until we can rid ourselves of all the baggage......so true.

thank you my friend....dana