god thinks

 

 

god thinks

 

god thought I was strong 

enough

yesterday

was god thinking

about today

tomorrow

what was god thinking

 

© 29 September 2021

Cindy B. Stevens

 

 

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cousins

“cousins” has been calling to me, so here’s a bit of what I’ve got:

it’s a sudden pain

a surprise

sleeps at night

wakes each morning

 

its cousin is constant

abiding

 

© 8 August 2021

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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p o s t u r e

1 July 2021 I shared a stanza from an assortment of stuff I’m pulling together.  Here’s another stanza from that assortment.  I wonder what it will say when all the stuff comes together.  The title might be “posture”.

her mother taught her to sit

from the hips down

she didn't teach posture

 

standing posture

shoulders back

spine straight

chin elevated

 

sitting posture

back straight

no touching the chair

shoulders relaxed, back

chin up

 

posture wasn’t as important as keeping her knees together

 

© 27 February 2021

Cindy B. Stevens

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she can't say

I started this yesterday, so “she can’t say” is rough:

she can’t say

 

two mugs

Earl Grey

coconut cream

honey

two spoons

 

we sit at my kitchen island

our mugs steam

she talks

I talk

we listen

 

she tells a story

about him

ceramic warms hands

her eyes glaze

she disappears

 

minutes crawl

tea cools

her eyes engage

dazed face

I ask her where she’s been

 

she can’t say

 

© 10 September 2021

Cindy B. Stevens 

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Old NC 10 and Dove Creek Road

From my chapbook, Naked:

Old NC 10 and Dove Creek Road

Momma always said folks should drive five miles under the speed limit when the weather’s ugly I walk the back road to Durham flash flood warnings still up the truck slams me to the oil-slicked road my scream drinks air I clutch the kingdom to my breast feel a surge of power warm my arteries infuse my heart, spark fingertips, set me aflame windshield wipers thwump, thwump drizzle quenches engine’s thirst diesel fumes hit-and-run the air I wait for a sign of redemption don’t bury me where I fall I want assurances I know I’m dead can I slip my name at the end of the list under the radar, before someone sees? what’s going to happen to me now? the long goodnight drags ghostly voices through my head whispers through the din air smells like egg salad gone bad I knock on the door to hell footfalls echo on a slate floor I tear a page from my memory my tears spill the page grows back silence slinks away there’s an angel he stands on the side of the road at the bus stop in front of the hospital he carries my discharge bag © 2018 Cindy B. Stevens #Angel #Art #ArtlixirPoetry #DarkPoetry #IGPoetry #IGPoets #InstaPoetry #Life #LovePoetry #MicroPoetry #Poem #Poet #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #PoetryGram #PoetryIsLife #PoetryIsNotDead #PoetryLovers #PoetryOfig #PoetryOfInstagram #PoetryPorn #PoetSociety #PoetsOfInstagram #SpilledInk #VeinHeartArtisans #Wordsmith #Writer #WritersOfInstagram #Writing Photo credit: aleksey-malinovski-WY5JN_lPGbo-unsplash