Kaleidoscope

a child’s dream, we, rich
and imaginative,
culminate like shards
inside a kaleidoscope
breaking into millions
of colorful beaded
islands reflecting some
new thought we wanted.
a place to paint our faces,
to twist our fingers
in the grass like
the hair of lovers
buried and gone.
until it rattles in warning
like the tail of fevered snake
and the light turns to the red
flesh of an open palm.
we scream – a tiny collective
sound inside the tube of
the true nightmare
in which we ourselves
are trapped
and looked upon
by a large and
wrathful eye.

©️Audrey Rosengreen, 2018

Mommy Medicated

every time i die i ask god to
take the years stolen. grant
them to the growing babe
sleeping under the t.v. glare.

take the years they stole. grant
me another restless night of sleep
while I await my millionth demise.
it contorts into a welcome calm-

another restless night of sleep-
where i am ripped open before life
exposed to all my waking fears-
creating every new tomorrow.

i am ripped open before life-
undressed before the doctors
with their magic medication.
eager to mend my mind.

undressed before the doctors-
that as a mother i may be unfit
to take a babe and mold
a healthy man.

as a mother i may be unfit
every time i die. i ask god to
grant me the years i’ve lost.
another chance to make it right.

© Audrey Rosengreen, 2018

 

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. Mainly for my classes. I’ve been having some major health problems, caring for my kiddo, trying to finish my BA and write my senior thesis. I’m exhausted. I have to thank my love, who has seriously been my rock and cared for me and my son even when I’m a sicky, moody beastie >.< thank you, amor. Hopefully, I’ll be posting more often again and working to create more structured and metered poetry.