The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

ISSN 2249 –2178

 

Volume-2                                                       JUNE -2012                                                    Number-1

 

 

Baggage

by Dr. Elizabeth Johnston

This was my brain married to you:

A suitcase that won’t hold any more,

but I keep stuffing it in,

bearing down,

tugging the zipper closed.

 

And then you go and cancel the whole trip.

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Should have heard them buzzing

by Dr. Elizabeth Johnston

 

Should have heard them buzzing;

But I had to wait to see.

There they were, a swarm around

the corpse of you and me.

 

The dead they cannot see to see.

But hear belatedly—

Before the windows shut them in

With their uncertainties.

 

I kept my vows safe, signed away 
this portion of me, I 
resigned myself to wife and then

there interposed a lie

 

We were decomposing, yet—

I failed to see the flies.

Too near or narrow-sighted I

Mistook them butterflies

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