Drawing by Judith Wolfe
Isha Wagner

Poems


      OH HUNTER, OH ERNEST, OH VIRGINIA

      Hunter, Ernest, Virginia
      Went their way - bullets, water
      Time to leave, to disappear
      No hanging about for lingering diseases
      No more verbiage to toss around
      In befuddled brains

      Hunter on phone to wife
      Her voice giving him the logic
      to blowout his brain
      Everything will be alright he said
      You'll be rid of me

      Ernest sneaking downstairs
      Grabbing shotgun, blasting away
      Clouds of unwritten words swimming
      Ending the endless struggle.
      Mary in unsound sleep in her room

      Voices in Virginia's head
      Walking, rocks in pocket
      No mistake this time
      Into the cold river of Ouse
      Drowning in liberation

      How pleased they were to plan
      Their vanishing tricks.:
      Cheating death's grasping hands

      MAGIC AT THE MALL

      I want to kneel in adoration
      As the music drifts through the mall

      An old refrain I know so well
      Have not played in years

      I hear it anew: my brain infused
      A sense of wonder engulfing
      Floating not walking across
      the cream tiles, quiet faces

      Hurrying by clutching plastic bags
      Emerging from ugly screaming shops
      Musical notes so subtle
      Haunting beyond words
      You need to listen carefully
      To catch the melodious tones

      Crowded over by whirring escalators
      Stepping feet, playful children

      Realisation how the mind craves
      Obstacles to invoke a surge of bliss
      Clarity stays simmering


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