Shirley Alexander

Rookie - 1 Points (Somewhere under heaven, Georgia, USA)

Shirley Alexander Poems

1. The Last Ones To Know 6/11/2008
2. Walking On Water 6/11/2008
3. Fourth Grade Drill 6/11/2008
4. Making Love With Music 6/11/2008
5. Alzheimer’s 6/12/2008
6. The Awakening 6/13/2008
7. Torn Pages 8/26/2008
8. Here In The Life Of An Unknown Poet 1/29/2009
9. Sweet Wine And Saddle Oxfords 1/29/2009
10. The Ballad Of Bumble Jack-(A Bit Of Fun) 1/29/2009
11. My First Broken 1/29/2009
12. Smoking Behind The Gym 1/29/2009
13. The Birth (Spiritual) 1/29/2009
14. A Family Treasure 1/29/2009
15. Hiawassee 6/21/2009
16. Into The Hornets’ Nest At Seagrave’s Mill 6/21/2009
17. Bright Shiny Days Like This 11/5/2009
18. Fear Of Falling 8/19/2010
19. And All Around Me, Life Goes On 4/19/2013
20. Do You Remember Fireball Roberts? 6/11/2008
21. Daddy 4/19/2013
22. Ghost Prints 4/19/2013
23. Witness: The Wreck On Hwy.78 4/19/2013
24. Devil In The Promised Land (Adult Theme) 4/19/2013
25. Abused 4/19/2013
26. An Important Call 4/19/2013
27. A Perfect Picture 4/19/2013
28. Cowboys 4/19/2013
29. Red Mourning 4/19/2013
30. Without A Proper Eulogy 4/19/2013
31. Sunday Drive Back Home 4/19/2013
32. What Passes 4/19/2013
33. Memories Of 1963 4/19/2013
34. Last Notes Of A Stored Guitar 4/19/2013
35. Geode 4/19/2013
36. Secrets, And Women 4/19/2013
37. But, I'M Still Hoping 4/19/2013
38. Ghost Of A Blue World 6/11/2008
39. Sometimes, Life Gives You Lemons 4/19/2013
40. My Position 4/19/2013
Best Poem of Shirley Alexander

Something From The Woman I Left Behind

1978,
the seventh anniversary of our marriage
we spent the night in a van,
on top of Brasstown Bald mountain.

He slipped a pistol under the mattress
and said we would be safe
from robbers.

Vandals wear many disguises
and the violated learns, eventually,
to recognize the mask.

2 a.m.,
wrapped in my own arms,
the scent of his whiskey on my neck,
bruises on bare trembling legs;
I stood naked before the moon.

In cold October air,
had to find my way back
to me.


© Shirley Alexander

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The Last Ones To Know

The Last Ones To Know


In Miss Langford's fifth grade class
at the old Benton School,
we could not have known
as we stood
hands to heart,
side by side,

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