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Best Poems Written by Meghan G

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Electricity

You could feel it couldn't you
son who has left the room
mother electricity
the 1,000 bolts
10,000 volts
(not even 27 years could cure)

I give myself over
I fall
and I gladly go
i swan dive
to rock bottom

I will face that stone
I will smack
I will crack
Nd still I will be reborn

caught on a wave
so Drakar delicious
it sticks to my skin
and I stay close to it's heavenly scent.

this perfect
nameless thing

I am a lost puppy aimlessly circling
in an undertow
a tamer of wild lions
the gladly caged walking the plank into a cushion of clouds
moon walking
dream talking
smiling for my day of execution

if only you could measure the room
see the lightning
see the electricity
of soon to be lovers
joined with the power
the power
of love?

why i could make love in the air yet
i could be completely clothed
swaddled
in bondage
and still I could make love.
who needs kisses
They are there in the air like raindrops
currents
fresh flowers
fruits that can be taken by the armload
they are in the molecules
the atoms
the tributary
the neural net
a direct link
to the future we

all else palls in comparison
becomes laughable
i recognize the breadcrumbs
from the bread

the utter peace makes me a want Snow White sleep
makes me want to surf the day in my elven' dreams
to keep my secret safe from time
to firefly fly or to catch in a jiffy jar
what is us

Our lovely mad chemicals combining
our arcs & magnificent architectures
explosions too delicious
to taste...(or keep?)

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Just Az Hyde

In forgetting 
I am Just az Hyde:

The who by day 
By night
Does not coincide

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Dinnertime

When entering the epicenter that is our kitchen
I immediately sensed the seismic activity
My ears tuned to the argument that was ensuing
the growing magnitude on the Richter scale
the continental drift between my mother and father
It made me turn to follow Denali (the family dog) 
who was smart enough to flee
....He knew before me
 
"Get back here" my father yelled
"where do you think you are going" said my mother
I knew i was walking into a 7
potentially an 8

In a mantra I chanted
minimize damage
minimize damage
minimize damage
So I sat silent at the table
lowering my eyes
hoping not to add to the mounting friction
the electrical unrest

Dinnertime conversation
was always the same ....
who was at fault
who is crossing the line
& I the seismologist
was expected to referee
Their ring of fire

I could tell by the cool crust of my mother
and the hot mantle of my father
that the earth was shifting
and in the silence that ensued...
that hair standing straight on my neck
the eerie calm before the storm
I was not prepared for the flash
of tectonic plates flying across the room
my mothers aim dead on 
the cracking of shelves and glass
the splintering of the boards beneath our feet
the aftershock of my father's fury

Me
Quaking

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Water For Chocolate

Like water for chocolate
I cook't for the Gods
A nectar so succulent
It abated on my tongue
& I in turn was filled 
I gave n haven given
was revived
My tongue was loosened
From a thousand strongholds
My imagination ignited
into flame
My soul-a helium filled balloon
on which to pass the earth 
Contented

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Grass Beacon

I am just a grass beacon

A totem tall rize to the sky

One tiny voice

Clearing fields

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Sea of Souls

I see the sea of souls
overturned n washed away
I see their loss of love churning them 
toward the undertow
Their anguish bubbling to the surface
forming foam
poetry soup

Watching &
wading in this
slick of sadness,
i intuit my sinking in the sand.
Not from sheer weight 
but by all the hands
grabbing my ankles
trying to pull me in

The mother in me
wants to scoop them up
one by one
& sing them
sweet lullaby’s

The mother in me
Wants to cast a spell,
To calm the oceans,
To form shells
around their tender youth
Nd protect them 
from further lures

You see....
i have been in that frigid water many a time
It is where you & i have to go to die
& yet I know as sure as the rising n setting sun
we will all gladly walk that plank again
(Even if it means another mini death)

From under the water i must look like a God
An unattainable form bathed in light
an unattainable happiness out of reach
....what you cannot have
But, it is just i,
a simple caring soul 
gathering your words and hopefully you
someday

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Uncross

Uncross your eyes and stop thinking about it they told you in third grade  but you did not cry you had a faster mind  to stop and think about that running sneaker across the gravel and how you thought you could fly.....

Now you sit in a room cross-legged and cradling a globe lap-size with a rusty nail in the continental divide......

(Don't start a war or a fire on the lawn)

Loose nothing upon the crags of your eyes...Out there it will fall on your head, split it in half, start a chain reaction, cyclotromed to blush and blend you into nuclear dress......

(Look at what it does to you)

Invoke the poetic ghost, host some doors to futurize through, leave the webbed wing, the triangularity.....

(You are not Old)

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Sirens Song

Sirens Song

What pain did wisdom twist
What wrung was wrought
What sorrows spun
Out of earthly control
 
Forgotten long ago
Was I to myself
& in the clearing
where no love stood
lost
I stand...

Ready  
To make first call
To risk an edge
To howl
To dance
This crazy dance
This Winken & Nod
This pheromone fight  
This object we over go  
Toward the staggering gasm
The guttural glow
 
Yet, 
Some switch somewhere
Had to be flipped
Some element of inner magic
Ignited
Some list recounted
And tallied so that
Years of nothings
Could become
the wings of somethingz
 
Yes,
In Love I am 
with the whirl of the wind
& on the air of this beautiful song
I will go
 
It's siren is too strong

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Defcon 4

Tonight the understaffed was overloaded with impatient calls n' flashing buttons buzzing the central core
I marathoned from room to room in frantic answer 
My vision rang from Rocky Horror, the Ringling Brothers to your flesh and blood side show...in one nightmare slow breath 
It was as hyper-real as a whole sandwich in the pit of one mans mutant mouth moving in slo-mo 
As unreal as Pinocchio's carved hands, bleating on bloated bellies & rolling in dough 
& Then to watch one black pincht princess bolt up in her barred bed 
Her beady eagles on a bearded lady....disrobing article after article, In a constant beat beat repeating...Why did Daddy do it? 
Me...I'm just crossing my index to ring finger in hopes it will go away 
...It's countdown and 40 rooms seems too long to earth the same beds, woozy rooms, rising temperatures and more multiple people unbedded and tied to chairs 
Peace cannot be found here or in the hand of whitta-whitta whittering words 
Tonight under the full moon....she hangs on my whites-pleading for that abstract something, for cement feet to take on liquid answers. for one big black hole of understanding to scoop her vocals & make sense of her 
While the squirrel lady sobs deep into my back about some strange Pope filled room with bloody crucifixes and fervent praying hands 
She points to Uncle Sam up in his military sky-condemning me to another, just as  horrible war 
The delirium in this place multiplied the last straws of my sanity 
My finger really wanted to hail the waitress for the check... 
And why did that frothy mouth frighten me so? 
Why did the lady feel so cold ?
The very stiff yellow lady...
The realization screamed me out of the room and into the hall with vision of toe tags and body bags 
Paralyzed, shaking, buzzers-buzzing, callers calling. my feet running 
detonating the uranium in my head 
Where bad little Hiroshima's dance over the fence of my dreams 
Where the day after is possible …...
Possible? 
Can it be true …..
Is my shift over?....

(working in an Nursing Home with an 102.5 fever)

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Lover


Together 
we would be like a mass traveling
at unheard of speeds

like molten lava
succinct

we would be in love
& when cooled
we could be cups & craters
to hold the tears
& a mountain to dive down them in

Our union would  sound like one thousand birds
giving birth to one thousand more

& Viola!
We would have many flying aways

we would have eccentric modems
 words of wisdom
a computer magistry
at our fingertips
a field for facts
sparkling stones
a fax
a phone call
to God

A Friend

Each other.