Adelaide B. Shaw

Whispers

The first morning goes well. It’s after lunch that it hits,  coffee and . . .  No, not a cookie, just coffee. Stop flicking the lighter. There’s nothing to light. You crumbled them last night, tore them to shreds. Satisfied you felt like you won a battle. No. No. The battle hasn’t begun yet. Get moving. Do something. You know he would encourage you. Remind you,  get annoyed if you didn’t try. So, try. Get up, get out. Take a deep breath. Write something. 

I wear his robe
with sleeves too long
and hem on the floor
I hear him whisper
careful now, don't trip and fall

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About the Author

Adelaide B. Shaw lives in Somers, NY  She has been creating Japanese poetic forms for fifty years. Her books, An Unknown Road and The Distance I’ve Come, are available on Amazon. She posts published work on her White Petals Blog.