Singing to the sky

sky photoSinging to the sky

On Christmas, I give Annalee flowers, and she tells me how
her friend’s husband shot himself, how she found his body—
she tells me how it looked, but I won’t say

At the nursing home, Jo Marie tells me her son doesn’t visit anymore
her eyes shine like marbles when she says
he plays piano, he sings, like a bird—but he won’t come to see her

Later I’m walking home alone, singing, and the sky swallows me
like I’m a lost bird, like I’m Jo Marie’s son, singing but no one can hear
I fly away into dark blue

deeper and wetter than Lake Michigan on a summer Sunday;
I’m sucked up into blue, lost in blue, blue is rippling in the wind
silky blue sky like a scarf in the breeze, tight around my neck

I can’t sing anymore, it’s so tight, but I keep flying, can’t stop,
wondering how high, until I escape the world—escape myself?
How high until I become something else

become an arrow flying straight, flying true, into blue—
graceful, locked on a path, at last—a path, at last—
a point, a target, an aim, a place to rest

I’m flailing, trying to fly through this wobbly altitude
the flowers and the bread, delivered; but me? I feel weightless, unheld—
Even gravity has slipped away

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  1. #1 by Dawn D on January 12, 2015 - 5:40 pm

    I love your way with words, even when telling of such difficult feelings!

  2. #3 by Dawn D on January 12, 2015 - 5:41 pm

    And the picture is magnificent! I tend to take pictures of the sky right outside my bedroom… Looking at the sky, at the moon and stars, brings a sense of clam to me.

    • #4 by Elaine Olund on January 12, 2015 - 10:02 pm

      Yes, I know just what you mean about the peacefulness of the sky…nature is so soothing when life calms down enough to see it!

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