Wind Across My Mind

by Jackie

The wind moves across my mind
Thoughts in time
Begin to rhyme.
Letters form
with words I mourn,
my mood a jumble born--
from this commotion.
Suddenly,
Comes released emotion.
Expressions of sorrow
from the ages I borrow
calms my confused mind;
peace I find.

Mystery

Mystery

First born of spirit,
Man that God
allowed,
torture and death.

Savior of spiritual
Ones that
followed,
Murderous sins reward?

Cornbread and Strawberry Jam

Hot buttered cornbread
Straight out of the oven
Strawberry jam spread
On top before eaten

Practicing and study
Gifted student’s program
Curtain covered doorway
Flooring old faded linoleum

Worried Red furry dog to guard
Her people and the puppies
in the yard.
One beautiful white cat dies,

Replaced by twelve black as a bat
follow up and down the road
Woman only missing the hat
the broom and the green toad.

Mailman places Welfare check
In beat up old green mail box
Each month, but what the heck
No where to go, living in the boondocks

Taxi cab trips to town
Food stamp line to stand
With people black and brown
Proof of poverty demand

Story books, this word pronounce it
What’s wrong with this picture?
In front of Black and white TV sit
Watching cartoon literature

Holy Roller verbalization
Jehovah’s Witness at the door
Expounding revelations
Invited in to sit and tell more

Guitar music playing
Jesus songs sung in church
Purple wisteria twisting
Around the front porch

Circle of houses
Sandy drive way
Lined by Pecan trees
Plenty of room to play

Me maw next door handy
Cokes in the refrigerator
Country store full of candy
an ice-cream truck vendor

Drunken man fries fish
Placing them lovingly
With pride on a dish
Serving his imaginary family

I see visions of my daughter
Blurred by time and a teardrop
Eating buttered cornbread
with strawberry jam on Top.

© Jacqueline Alexander

Jest

Lilly and Rose bloom in Spring.
fool hesitates, waits
Funeral wreath drapes coffin.

©2005 Jacqueline Alexander

The Deer

Down the highway the man rode
Intent on thoughts
His goal his abode
This trip made numerous nights

Deer flashes in headlight
Man swerved to avoid
Disasterous plight
No wish life to destroy

The reward a hoax
In the crash life lost.
God’s little joke;
Humane cruel cost.

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Flapjack the Clown

The clown appeared, what a sight!
Excited children made no sound.
Suddenly screams of delight,
As he spun round and round.

Tipping hat, jumping up and down
Performing a different antic.
This marvelous clown.
So very fantastic!

He smiled at the crowd
The laughing faces looking back
Made him so proud
This clown named FlapJack.

©2005Jacqueline Alexander

April 1, 2005 Happy New Year

I proclaim a new year
Declared a King
The last ended with a tear
I noticed not a thing

Mood too painful to bear
New Year is in Spring
My mind is clear
A song to baby I still sing

Self-respect does reappear
Alas no mocking bird no ring
Anxiety to disappear
Reality leaves a sting

Reclaiming self-esteem I swear
Letting go I will not cling
This will be A Happy Year
A gift to myself I do bring

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

To: The Child I Raised

Raising Baby to Walk
The Child runs away
Chasing the kid
Someday never again to stray

Raising Baby to Talk
The Child is too loud
Quieting the kid
Someday listening makes you proud

Raising Baby to be confident
The child is not careful
Cautioning the kid
Someday very thoughtful

Raising Baby to be Independent
The Child is absent
Missing the Kid
Someday there may be self-content



© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

The Life of Ty b ty the Cat

Even today I miss the cat
The cat named Ty Ty
She is an aristocrat
I am sad she had to die

A woman named Nora had a kitten
It needed a home in which to live
I took the baby cat in
I wanted her to survive

My sister who lived far away
Came to visit, saw Ty and decided to take her
I think it could have been the month of May
Ty went away with a purr

The sister returned her one day
Saying Ty was a troublemaker
Poor cat turned away
Kathryn the mother decided to take her

Ty lived with Kathryn
This cat might replace
A link with this daughter her kin
lack of the presence the cat might erase

The cat was back
So Smart, able to twist knob to open a door
but alas, female organs no longer intact
Even so this cat was never a bore

When Kathryn the mother went away
I too, a daughter moved, to another place
Ty came with me to stay
Then death did this cat erase

Ty the cat did leave!
If animals spirits live beyond
And this I do believe
Someday to my caress Ty will respond

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

The Child I Did Not Raise

Long ago in a land of oz
it seemed a lost cause;
that my sorrow would never pause.

I had a dream I wanted to see;
the child I raised to be,
made the child I did not raise, a Gift to me

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Empty Nest

Woman in an empty nest
Feeling abandoned and disowned
Gone is the man the child the rest
No more warmth and security blest
Togetherness no longer a quest
Is it my fault that I am alone

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Pantoum

Death

Student of death
Scholar of grief
Pupil of dying
Bereft of life

Scholar of grief
Deaths process
Bereft of Life
Expert in mourning


Deaths process
Learner of Loss
Expert in mourning
Coping with dying

Learner of loss
Pain and distress
Coping with dying
Student of death

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Free Verse

Symbolic bird of the bible

Sign of Innocence

Cooing mourner

Hope for Noah

Carrier of the olive leaf

Revealer of dry land

Barter of the money changers

Spirit of the one true God

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Poem about a dancer

With your voluptuous body dance
To the music round and round go
Dark eyes at the audience glance
At times rhythmic and slow

All see the magic prance
Your costume colors rainbow
Hand movements enhance
Bright colors like indigo

Onlookers think perchance
As swirling fabrics graceful flow
There is promise of romance
The music stops away you go

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Couplet

Whine

There is too much work to do
Thinking about it makes me feel like poo

The days and hours are too few
Thinking about it makes me feel blue

There needs to be more time
Thinking about it makes me whine

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

Sorrow

My thoughts are full of fear
Why do I think of tomorrow
can I predict what is near
know that it will be sorrow

Where did this come from
This tendancy to plant and sow
Seeds to sprout from the warmth of sun
Gleaned as deaths painful blow

© 2005 Jacqueline Alexander

My Prose and Poetry

I love words.
Having said that I will begin today to create a blog of my written words. All written works here bearing my name will be my own original work, poetry or prose.
I invite all souls to post to the blog. The work must be your own and completely original. Poems may be posted in a comment. If it is a short story you wish to share please post the link within the body of the comment when you post.Nothing naughty please!