Jack Webster Poet Free verse

Brainy Brevity

Short will do,
she said,
but not dull;
something beautiful. 

*

Light fills the snowflake,
rainbow-goosepimples.
The snowflake melts.

*

The bluejays have gone.
I don't know where.
One feather is left
on my shelf.

*

I am not ready,
grandmother says.
There is still so much.

dec 30 2018

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P.S. Awtry February 24, 2019 at 12:58 PM this Is genius in its brevity and difficult to comment because of the sadness. The disjointed stanzas from the patient’s viewpoint. The snowflake—love that part. The patient’s confusion over the birds... the last line perfect down to its punctuation.

Gerald Greene January 14, 2019 at 1:21 PM At least she was willing to discuss the svc. My 95 year-old mother refused to talk about it. She was still healthy but also ready. This poem did take some brain work to understand, I think you have much to teach. Thank you.