Green Hills Literary Lantern

Chipped Beyond Repair

 

Moonshadow evening-

the sky full of tiny baseballs.

 

Denial and sadness

play tag with each other,

neither wanting to be "it."

Time crawls along

like a toddler

on new-found limbs.

 

And all we once had

has rusted away

with the changing seasons;

chipped beyond repair.

 

Silence. We part.

The curtain closes

on dawn's arrival; a stranger's touch.

 

(previously published in Think, Winter 2008 Debut Issue)

 

Cathy Porter's poetry has appeared in Plainsongs, Pearl, Chaffin Journal, Barbaric Yawp, and other journals. She has two chapbooks available, and can be contacted at clcon@q.com. She lives in Omaha, NE.