Three poems

October 31, 2018


Walking

 

and there at my feet

a dead bird newly fallen

poised on its belly, its beak

stuck

into the grass

 

as though this unblemished bird is on display

as though its streak of industrial yellow

across the end of its tail feathers

a warning

to me

 

to yield

to this sacrifice

for my need

to feel something poetic

this day

 

 

After Reading James Tyner Poems   

 

I want to cry blue and white threaded words

kneeling

in dirt       fork to throat

red sparks reflecting in puddles       in glass in plastic cracks

filled       with black

seeping

from tendons       from fingers

ratty

as shattered love

cold

against porcelain–

trolleys      drunks passing       shouting

three stories

below

my window

 

 

Mark Larry  

 

gets his hooks into my long-divorced, sixty-five-year-old friend–

first, through Facebook chat, then through WhatsApp–

my friend says when widowed-Mark Larry finishes his tour in Iraq

they plan to marry–

has she ever met him in person, heard his voice

 

had a video chat, does she have his picture, I ask–

all answers are No, except, for one photo–

Message it to me, I say

I upload the picture to Google Image Search, and instantly

find this same Mark Larry– by other names– with warnings–

 

STOLEN    FAKE    SCAMMER

 

I find YouTube videos showing Mark Larry’s place of business– not

a military base, rather a large stark room

filled with outdated desktop computers–

many Nigerian Mark Larrys– some of them women–

all laughing/flashing around a lot of cash  

 

heart pounding, now, I know I have to warn my friend

know my friend believes she’s about to be a bride

know this news will break her heart

know this might cause anger, the loss of a friend

know, a real friend– has no choice

 

 

 

Alice Morris holds a MS in Counseling from Johns Hopkins, and she comes to writing with a background in art– published in The New York Art Review and a West Virginia textbook. Her poetry is published in The White Space-Selected Poems, Delaware Beach Life, in several editions of The Broadkill Review, Silver Birch Press, and Rat’s Ass Review. Her poems appear in the anthologies– Bared-Contemporary Poetry and Art on Bras and Breasts, Ice Cream Poems, The Way to my Heart-Food Based Love Poems, Rehoboth Reimagined, Destigmatized-Voices for Change, A Collection of Dance Poems, Amore-Love Poems, and most recently in Sanctuary– with an endorsement by Pulitzer Prize winner, Jonathan Freedman. In 2018 she won 5th of 6th place in a Clutch-themed fiction contest (Postcard Poems and Prose), and she received the 2018 Florence C. Coltman Award for Creative Writing. Her poetry is forthcoming in Backbone Mountain Review and Paterson Literary Review. She is a member of Coastal Writers, and The Rehoboth Beach Writer’s Guild.

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