Sunday, June 29, 2014

Check Engine Again



How was it that a check engine light could create so much havoc?

I saw it blink at me

undermining the moment's plans,

an unlikely metaphor really.

Check fluids,

those vital to the smooth running of things

before breakdown.


What would have happened

had I done so

on that spring morning you died

would I have felt that loss less keenly I wonder,

would I feel it less now?


your death left me fractured,

ground at the edges like so much

sand

and once ground

those pieces never fit together again

so when that check engine light came on today

I pounded the steering wheel and cried

for both of us.


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 22014

Posted for Poet's United Poetry Pantry






Monday, June 23, 2014

A Shiver in the Morning



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The Polish
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i slowed myself down

to feel the trickle of you

beside my sleep

as five a.m. came and went

and when i mentioned my dream

your fingers floated in my hair

until i lost you again

a shiver in the morning


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Words and the Anomaly of Time, or Words Make Different Strings: Take Your Pick




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Exposition toute idée est bonne à prendre

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they say time heals all wounds,

but not really.


words fail to notice their spawn 

shivering alone in a pool of a lapsed moment

one targeted for the future,

date uncertain.

in those final hours,

in  moments  

stripped

of future,

it is only the pool of lapsed moments

separating the two mes.



and no words

can find her for me in the now.


it is a funny string of reality,

ties beginning to snarl in the possibilities,

each a different color.


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014

posted for Dverse



I am reading a book about time travel--not at all sure where the piece came from other than that--