Join (Free!) | Login  

     Popular! Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry
   Services MarketPlace (Free to post!)
Where Authors and Readers come together!


Featured Authors:  Danae Wilkin, iLiana Margiva, iAl Moe, iAntoine Raphael, iNancy Neville, iJames Milward, iRoger Vizi, i

  Home > Poetry > Poetry
Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry     

Amadea N Katz

· Become a Fan
· Contact me
· Poetry
· Stories
· 11 Titles
· 15 Reviews
· Save to My Library
· Share with Friends!
Member Since: Sep, 2008

Amadea N Katz, click here to update your pages on AuthorsDen.

Popular Poetry (Poetry)
  1.  larger voice
  2.  I Wish I Could Tell You...
  3.  Transmorpho
  4.  Springtime Breeze
  5.  Woodsmoke and Possibility....
  6.  Controlled Manner
  7.  Not Of Gold
  8.  Day's End
  9.  The Mask
  10.  In Loving Memory
  11.  Potting Plants
  12.  I Wish I Knew
  13.  Old Age
  14.  Time Started
  15.  Springtime Beach
  16.  Running On Empty
  17.  I'm Thankful For
  18.  My Poems
  19.  Morning Walk
  20.  The Daily Unseen Wars

Face to Face
by Amadea N Katz

Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Not rated by the Author.
Share   Print  Save   Become a Fan

Recent poems by Amadea N Katz
•  Untitled
•  Life's Fairy Tale
•  Matchless
•  The Sound of Musick
•  Freedom Fighter
           >> View all 10

I wrote this when I was 9 for my mom's friend Karen, who lost her daughter in a car accident (Genny was 20).

  for Karen

Like a journey to a graceful shack
you walk on a crooked roof
dark as a black pit and finally white,
carefully, tip-toe, tip-toe.
All white, a body floating toward you
with a glad expression.
It has to be a dream, you think.
In a flash, no more white, no more body.
Loneliness, like a mirror in the distance,
staring directly at you.
You look down at your pale white hands.
You're sinking far down. That's not me.
A widening smile spreads
across the girl's face.
And then, way up in the sky, too far up,
into space --choking, not breathing.
You open your eyes, and the rooftop --
the old crooked rooftop.
Are you yourself again?
No, still a ghost.
A pleasant smile on the girl,
who switched places with you.
You grip her hand tightly
and she groans,
electricity between your hands.
You look down at your
flesh-colored hands with relief.
White lights flash in front of you.
I've seen that girl before, you say.
A cry like a voice
of a child you remember.
You look into the mirror and
see a familiar face smiling back at you.


Want to review or comment on this poem?
Click here to login!

Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Click here for your Membership!

Reviewed by Gene Williamson 10/6/2010
Beautifully written tribute to Karen. You certainly were
a mature nine. -gene
Reviewed by Jael Fields (Reader) 10/6/2010
Your insight and grasp of language are proof that a new star has risen in the sky of Author's Den. Shine brightly, young lady.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 10/6/2010
I find this spiritually meaningful and emtotively compelling, Amadea. Thank you for sharing and welcome to AD. Love, peace, and best wishes,

Authors alphabetically: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Featured Authors | New to AuthorsDen? | Add AuthorsDen to your Site
Share AD with your friends | Need Help? | About us

Problem with this page?   Report it to AuthorsDen
AuthorsDen, Inc. All rights reserved.