Poetry Corner
by Kathie Bird
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Robert His mistake was to act upon his sense of worth; in not accepting scorn and isolation. He’d had too much already so he fought the next rejection with perseverance and was pushed away. Labeled a stalker he was papered and charged then put to the test. He sat before the panel and told of his gay alcoholic father and the cancer in his mother and the time he sought help for his grief. They heard of how he’d admired his doctor the same way as his priest. They noted his tension and spotted his tears. So the panel decided he was depressed and delusional not sure of his gender so they outfitted his ankle with a transmitter and sentenced him to another doctor with his needle of jumpy juice and pills that made him anxious and other pills to calm him down. They said “you must - you must, or its jail for you, you can’t refuse. It will make you behave and help you learn that you’re not worthy of respect.” It worked. Copyright August, 1996, Kathie Bird |
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Don't think that when you played your visions on paper, catching the truth in your world, you were fooling anyone. You were being who you are. Its the part of you that so suddenly destroys that had everyone fooled. Including you. Copyright September 29, 1996, Kathie Bird |
 is locked in the place between trauma and love.Damage and eagerness vie for power in her eyes.She talks on and on of everyone all perceptions popping in stilted words.She tries so hard to be accepted. They think she is absurd. Copyright September 15, 1996, Kathie Bird |
Teasing one step to the other side Far enough to tip you over And you may not right yourself again To you it's part of the game Running the edge But you'll never really know your pain. Copyright September 15, 1996, Kathie Bird |