Bio Note: I resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and international sales. There've been four hundred stories and poems published so far, and six books. I work the other side of writing at Bewildering Stories, where I sit on the review board and manage a posse of nine review editors. I'm also lead editor at The Scribes Micro Fiction magazine.
A wave takes five heart beats from break to wash out and five more to leach back into its formless uterus. Its heaving indifference to me and the sanderlings running its edges provides assurance that our presences are merely decorative.
Some books are heavy on my mind, pressing down enough for me to squirm as memories seep out and leave a rind, as awkward feelings surge like sperm Pressing down enough for me to squirm as unfamiliar thoughts arise and lurk and awkward feelings surge like sperm and tidy poses rip apart and run berserk After unfamiliar thoughts arise and lurk and bondages unravel and unbind, those tidy poses rip apart and run berserk. Some books are heavy on my mind.
©2022 Ed Ahern
Editor's Note: If this poem(s) moves you please consider writing to the author (email address above) to say what it is about the poem you like. Writing to the author is what builds the community at Verse Virtual. It is very important. -JL