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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Ghost Of A Blue World

Ghost Of A Blue World


I dreamed I was flying
over the ghost of blue world past.
The buffalo ran before me,
thundering through the plains.
And I heard a wail in the wind
like a thousand voices whispering,

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