February 27, 2013
Paper airplanes
You can have a will
and life insurance
or if you’re my mom
you pick the song
that will play at your service
but I’m surprised
more people don’t bet
on the off chance
that we will linger
somewhere other
than under everyone’s feet
that they don’t pick
a ripe piece of the world
for their own
like the moon
or sparrows
so that when the rest of us
are gluey with missing you
we can look up
and haul our trust
that what you said is true
that’s not a moon
it’s your eye
open wide
watching us for signs
of healing
and those aren’t sparrows
they’re paper airplanes
covered with answers
that you wrote
and then flung
from the sky.
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beautiful
ReplyRachel H
Mar 5, 2013
paper airplanes covered with answers… I love that.
ReplyLesley-Anne
Feb 28, 2013
Sam, you helped me do this when my mother died, via your poem “Somebody tuck her in tonight” http://bentlily.com/2011/03/02/somebody-tuck-her-in-tonight/ …
… whenever it is windy
that is all the mothers
who have floated away
looking in on their daughters
and blowing
them kisses.
Thank you,
ReplyGrace
Grace Kerina
Feb 28, 2013