Where I Found You – A Poem By Kelly D. Tolman

Posted by admin on April 30, 2010

A beam of light,

patterned like gold,
flew down from the sun.
The beam touches you.
You are so very cold.

Water’s fingers
made you so.  Some hand,
angry and ambitious, rose
up and hurt lingers.

You were as bright
as goldenrod.
Before grass and earth
closed ’round you tight.

What must have been,
Now may never be.
Flowers and apologies
help nothing, but seem

to make deep wounds
grow salty.  With strength
We must all do our best
to make something new.

Black Rain – A Poem by Kelly D. Tolman

Posted by admin on September 11, 2009

Fits rock bright days
when the black rain
comes down.  My head
hurts so much.  Rainbow
drops will spill
my life blood

pumps the agony
further along.  Hurt
feels the poison collect
in tiny dark pools
inside.  Like gators
come to feed,

the hurts
fling themselves
on My battered psyche.
The reptilian voices
ring and beat
the waves
that seek to drown
my head.  But the whales
of hope drift

over to the gentle
shores.  Hopes drag
only a few strands
of hot seaweed
to blank the stares
of fits that bind
when the rain falls
black.