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Death girdled

The innards of my soul

Tears pierced, fury bridled

Youth’s fool, hearts’ toll

 

The innards of my soul

Hope floundered, Grace grasped

Youth’s fool, hearts’ toll

Above your door, there is a task

 

Hope floundered, Grace grasped

Faded blue, trimmed yellow

Above your door, there is a task

Blood boiling as Othello

 

Faded blue, trimmed yellow

The artists’ hand must speak the heart

Blood boiling as Othello

Nature’s beauty will never part

 

The artists’ hand must speak the heart

Brilliant orange with streams of yellow, as chiffon

Nature’s beauty will never part

Beneath the horizon, a song of frisson

 

Brilliant orange with streams of yellow, as chiffon

Orbed fashions of beet juice red

Beneath the horizon, a song of frisson

A root grounded, wings spread

 

Orbed fashions of beet juice red

Merlot grapes upon the fringes

A root grounded, wings spread

A velvet cloak from within

 

Merlot grapes upon the fringes

Circular patterns are no more

A velvet cloak from within

Four letters over the door

 

Circular patterns are no more

One less, love lost

Four letters over the door

Wrongs placed upon the cross

 

One less, love lost

Isis, miracle of life

Wrongs placed upon the cross

To live in peace, not in strife

 

Isis, miracle of life

City scenes within her name

To live in peace, not in strife

Only one remains unstained

 

City scenes within her name

London, Paris, Venice, all tainted

Only one remains unstained

New Jerusalem holy, sainted

 

London, Paris, Venice, all tainted

Tears pierced, fury bridled

New Jerusalem holy, sainted

Death girdled

Kimberley Formosa © 2012

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Upon your last exhalation I hovered

over your empty beautiful vessel

while the warmth of your spirit cloaked me as a

heavy woolen blanket. Our last

communication of love will remain in

existence within the very fibers

that constitute this being of whom you have

invested so many of your

days here upon this dusty soil. Our last

earthly consumption, to drink of your love,

your grace, your prayers. A spirit which has reached the

heavens on high yet continues

to linger within my soul. I aspire, hope

to walk that path destined eternally

Kimberley Formosa © 2012

Pellucid Peace by Dorothy Bruce

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1

A young child

a grandson

two years old

sitting

in the front seat

behind the wheel

of a convertible

with the roof

d

o

w

n

the sun out

skies of blue

with Grandma

sitting

at his side

bounteous smiles

heaped

with love

Grandpa

at his other side

standing outside

of course

cause grandbaby

has it all

under control

2

pale with

reddened eyes

as though she slept

upon clenched fists

long unkempt hair

dirty clothes

her body crying

for more heroin

crying

I could feel her

writhing pain

in the middle of town

the sun out

skies of blue

she bent down

picking up a

ha

lf

smoked cigarette

we each caught

a glimpse of the other

she looked down

again

maybe in shame

I looked up

again

maybe with hope

and a prayer

for her life

3

There we were

crossing the

Hot Metal Bridge

all along

the entire span

were strung

red

white

lace

beige

teal

striped

purple

polka-dotted

black

pink

Photo by Ed Rieker for Aerie by American Eagle

floral

bras

bras in every color

every texture

every cup size

all strung there

high above

the sun out

skies of blue

hope gleaming down

wishing

breast cancer

far, far, away

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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September 14, 2001

Jets flying

Tabitha Rogers, 8, carries flags while helping prepare for a 9/11 memorial.

Tears streaming

Hearts united

Hands held

Prayers rising

Candles burning

We are America

Fathers

Mothers

Sisters

Brothers

Rich

Poor

Stand together

Side by side

Helping

Caring

Committed

We are America

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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That is all it was

The Willow Tree Fountain. Chatsworth.

Just a few days

Not a lifetime

A collision of emotion

escorted by memories

strengthened by

loneliness

likened to the force

of a glorious fountain

wit and wisdom

immediately

smothered

the flow of life

Hope of affection

Fell incredulously

Deserved

Broken

Understood

Never to be forgotten

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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If there was anything more

I could have done for you

to heal the pain

that struck

your heart

the ache

your mind

the nightmares

your spirit

the tears

mingled with prayers

the betrayal of one

the youngest

that stole away

the beat of your heart

your hopes and dreams

the breath of your life

After walking

that long

dry

hard

path

with you

holding your hand

singing as you prayed

I promise to you

not to allow

the same

to happen

to me

Born from my womb

some stay

some stray

I choose to live

and love

to find the beauty

in every breath

She didn’t die

She stopped living

Then she was dead

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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Early

this morning

the song of a bird

of which was unfamiliar

to me

greeted me as I was

awakening

Art Print by Gayle Montayo

drawing me close

to the window

I could not

see the One

who was singing

so beautifully

for the leaves of green

upon the trees

are so lush

and bounteous

this time of year

He is near me

I cannot see Him

But I can hear Him

call me to Him

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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