Plagiarized Poems

My wife has generously offered to let me post some her work on here as well. I wanted to post something new, but didn't have anything of my own that I feel is ready and she generously allowed me to use her stuff. Also, I think she's really talented and offers a refreshingly different view from my own. Therefore I give you, Megan's poems.

1.

My reflection

A wavering silhouette in minute mirrors

What if I peered too closely and fell in?

How long would I fall and would you catch me?

And haul me out those inky wells

2.

Bruised hands gloved white outstretched to the sky.

Below yellow balloons sink to hover above mud or

To float in oily puddles that capture diamonds in the night.

Feeble dreams like things do fail and are found missing,

Useful platitudes to clutch at with greedy fingernails.

3.

I never saw the moon reflected in two pairs of eyes

As they thought back to pastoral summer days

When there were bumblebees and grass-stained knees

And the hourly knells of the clock-tower went unheard and unheeded

To those big children time was so far away and

Naively they held they had conquered that tyrant god in memory-making

This, their long, long moment was kept tethered to their chests

Even when, with the leaves, the sun faded and the fall comes

But they saw it like a Monet

It painted the mountains glorious

4.

Leftover pieces

Crumbs of temporality

Mobiles of diamond rings

A teabag to chew over

Overblown epitaphs

A broom to sweep sweep sweep it all away

6.

Tenuous thread she treads

This good little doll with

Heart of lead

Glued shards of

Shattered porcelain pieces

See how she walks

Funny little thing

With arms outstretched

Foot by foot,

Day to day

Feigning balance

No safety net below

Instead a deep, black hole

Poor little thing

Spotlights too hot

Are melting away the mouth

Supposed grin now a grimace

Beneath an audience crowds,

But they’re not cheering.