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Old and Broken Before My Time
by Dawn Richerson
Monday, March 22, 2004
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A chill claws its way up, out
of brittle bone beneath, sends
sudden shiver down sagging skin –
oh, that it were still smooth
as my baby’s bottom a decade ago.

Time stacked up against me,
my life’s nothing but a sham,
house of cards blown down
by cavalier cavalry Christians who built
thin case against me.

My laughter trailed off behind you leaving,
traipsed muddy tracks through the heart
of Texas. I spilled tears that could fill
the Rio Grande plus your ten-gallon hat.
But salt of myself fell instead on scorching

desert sand, swallowed so soon nobody tasted
their sting but me. I stumble in circles, circumference
traced by buzzards, dried-up bones that hold me up
in need of marrow, merriment, your smile,
freshwater spirit of rain.

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 3/22/2004
Love those cavalier cavalry Christians and all the sinning they can come up with.

Nice poem. There is much humour and beauty in you.
Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart 3/22/2004
Not unnatural to feel that way sometimes, but dangerous to accept as truth.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 3/22/2004
Oh, the aging effects of abandonment, captured so well by you.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 3/22/2004
Incredibale imagery Dawn, terribly sad, hope all is well...
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) 3/22/2004
Imagery is outstanding in this one.,
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