IF YOU SHOULD

if you should consider my demise
be it by knife or shiny gun
you’ll see a glimmer in my eyes
that is like a newborn sun

Rays my dear much too bright
you would shudder in their glow
peace and warmth born from light
your cold heart will never know

ignore this drop upon my cheek
given time enough it will dry
just smile knowing you still sneak
through this oft recurring tragedy

rage my dear like a black cloud
I won’t reconsider this least
your darkness will never shroud
that light rising in yonder east

FOR A YOUNG LADY IN AN OLD CAR DRIVING SLOW

So I honked my horn

when you probably can’t help how fast

that poor car goes

I’ve driven cars that wouldn’t accelerate over 45

But it had been a bad day

and you were anonymous

when you pulled out in front of me

There by the theater near my favorite restaurant

my angry tooting could have been as much because

you are young and blond and couldn’t wait

and I am old and slowing down

Valerie Gilreath, 1995

tsunami

my words have garnered response from another
uncounted miles lie between, so where to now?
an emotional tsunami raging across a bleak sea

silent screams drowning out my frantic plea
all this while I continue to be amazed at how
my words have garnered response from another

unexpected acknowledgement from this other
brings a tense wrinkling to my fevered brow
an emotional tsunami raging across a bleak sea

a roiling darkness through which I yearn to see
a single glimpse inside those thoughts tell how
my words have garnered response from another

whose outreach I fear that I am fated to smother
should anything worse than empty words follow
an emotional tsunami raging across a bleak sea

bringing more unwarranted emotions that bother
this hint of forbidden thoughts I should never allow
my words have garnered response from another
an emotional tsunami raging across a bleak sea