Eileen Prunster

Eileen Prunster Sep 2012

All Gone

Her face twisted
a mask of grotesque
all joy wrung out
by griefs tourniquet

Saw a news story that featured a mother attending the funeral of her young child

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

young love
demands perfection
of face, form and intent
old love
stitches together
the frayed
seeing the beauty
in patchwork

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

What is and isn't

unreality
such a part
of
reality
how can it be
unreal

having a play with dual meanings

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

One day

I have known you
but a day
and already
we have a past

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

Overlooked

When you opened
the poem
i wrote for you
did you see
my heart fall out

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

Infinities Child

Little girl
you could see
the poetry
in all around
with toddlers walk
still yet to talk
wide eyed in wonder
without sound

Eileen Prunster Aug 2012

primordial

Long ago
i was an ocean
walks on the beach
return me

Was thinking about times spent completely alone on a beach thinking about how we all (species) share a commonality with the ocean cells containing elements found in the seas