Vendor Poetry

Unforgettable

JEN A.

He slowly opened his eyes that morning

And he could still feel himself inside her

She wasn't there next to him

She often slid out early

To tend to her bird feeders in the yard

He buried his face in her pillow

And took a deep, intoxicating breath

To fill his senses with her dulcet balmy scent

Feeling all alive, buoyant with their love Lost in his love dream

He nearly floated to the shower

He moved into the strong stream

And let the water beat down on his face

He heard the door click open and

She gently embraced him from behind

He felt her warmth press against his back

Her hands softly caressed his breasts

Ecstatic chills shot down his spine

When she tenderly kissed

The back of his neck and

He felt her firm, full lips and

Her soft cheek brush against his skin

When she left to get ready for her day

He quickly shaved and dressed

Blood still streaming down his wet neck

From another nasty knick on his chin

He rushed out to try to catch her

Before she left for work

But she was gone

He wandered through the suffocating emptiness

Of the rest of the house

But stopped transfixed in front of the fireplace

He was blind to the shattered shards

Of his phone and laptop

Lying there on the hearth

A voice came from his plutonic core

Muffled and distant almost imperceptible

"Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!"

"Stay alive until I can be with you!"

Over the blurry, dim image of a gaping mouth

And another voice dripping with sympathy

"I'm sorry. Your wife has..."

He quickly turned away to break the spell

Grabbed his coat and keys

For a trip to the garden store T

o pick up the mulch she needed

For her glorious perennial beds

She'd be delighted when she got home from work

He slowly opened his eyes the next morning

And could still feel himself inside her

WHO ARE YOU?

JEN A.

You've forgotten who you are

Cast adrift in a sea of

Fear and loathing

You watch and listen

But you do not see or hear

Buffeted by wave after wave

Of cruelty and despair

You taste the bitter brine

You struggle for breath

You grasp at the

Most convenient straw

You used to be so cocksure

You captained your ship

Confidently performing

Complicated fiduciary tasks

Loop the loops

Acts of kindness

Detached from your

Purpose driven life

You've lost your sense of touch

You're cowed

By a swatch of cloth

A slight jab in the arm

That community relies on

To prove your will

Your power

As you struggle

To find firm footing

In your bottomless pit of

Suffocating quicksand

You've lost your faith

You've lost all hope

You've lost one of another

Who are you?

DIVINE

TYRONE M.

1. Morning came blessedly rushing in And I just laid there debating whether to fight off satans deceptions or wait until evening.

2. Evening came / I fought against Satan’s deception with prayer and faith.

But the snake momentarily distracted me but I gained by faith-ness back and rebuked him.

3. Night came galloping in like a race horse / I refused to let sleep kidnap me again Finally I fought off his evil schemes, vile ways, and rested in protected armor

(God)

THE ONE GOD FAVOR

JOHN H.

Read your Bible and you will see

When you die, hell is not a place you wanna be

Love God and Love your neighbor

In the end, you’re be the one God favor