Guest Poet Amy Burghardt
JUST A THOUGHT
Killer of ladies
Man of all reasons
Raping the heart
Pulling from the soil of his own deception
Deep inside this fierce soul lies a lifetime of weeping.
Sunshine in mother's arms
Darkness falls when perfumed skin brings back memories of daddy's punch and
tear stained pillows.
He brings pain with him and leaves with trails of lipstick and poisoned
panties.
November 1997
Amy Burghardt's Questions:
1. How can it run smoother?
2. Do you get a visual?
3. In your opinion, is it any good?
Correspond with Amy Burghardt at
faeri22@aol.com
with your ideas about this poem.
The Albany Poetry Workshop