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  Nov 2014 Wellan Xi
Ashley Browne
dad left
for his second tour of duty
on my third birthday

mom kept
a jar full of jelly beans
on the living room coffee table

every night
she gave me one to eat, saying
"when these jelly beans
are all eaten up,
dad will come back home"

i would sneak another,
to help dad come home sooner

one night
the phone rang
and i watched mom
wipe away a tear
as she filled
the jar
On this Remembrance Day, I think of all those who have served, with a special thought for Dad.  And though she has no medals, I also think of Mom; every tour of duty Dad went through, she went through too, taking care of us on her own.

*** Edit: Thank you for all your kind words!  Due to a recent outpouring of sympathy, I feel it necessary to clear up the fact that my dad did in fact make it home from this mission; his tour had simply been extended for an additional 3 months.  Still, it isn't easy being part of a military family - and that's what I meant to show. ***
Wellan Xi Nov 2014
There is a storm.
Raging in my brain.
A **** storm.
In my **** brain.
Torrential diarrhea.
Tangential galleria.
I’m gone.
Beyond Pepto-Bismol.
Nothing to be done.
Too much to wipe away.
Poetic explosion.
Pathetic implosion.
What are you feeding me?
  Oct 2014 Wellan Xi
Changing the world may be almost impossible
Changing the nation may take a lifetime
Changing your community may take a long time
Changing yourself won't happen over night
But changing anything for the better is worthwhile
Here I belong
amongst the rugged greys and guillemots
my heart in league with the furious sea
as it lashes the desolate shore.

Cries, mournful in their lament
soar through smothered skies
bearing tales of wrecks and lost lobster pots
empty now of precious cargo
ghostly on the ocean floor.

Salt air swirls and dips above the churning foam,
bringing stinging cold to ruddy cheeks and numbed hands.
A distant bell chimes as tides caress barnacled bows
lost at once within the swirling mists
that lay their sheen upon the dusk.
Inspired by a beach walk, for me beaches are always at their best in bad weather.
Wellan Xi Oct 2014
If my body is a temple,
Then, it is under attack.
Beleaguered by thrusting *****,
Little battering rams,
In ****** reciprocation.

Trying to bang your way through my defenses?
You're barely knocking on the door.
And I don't let anyone in.
Wellan Xi Oct 2014
I know.
You only wanted the best for me.
You wanted to see me grow tall and strong.
Did you ever see the signs?
Those sharp needles trying to push you away?
You watered me.
You watered me.
You watered me.
I drowned!
Wellan Xi Jul 2014
Once, I had my heart broken
Once was all it took
Left everything I knew
Sailed off on a grain ship
To see the ocean
And to forget your face

Hardened me right up
Callused my hands
Callused my heart
I even took a liking to the sea
It washed out the memory of you
Well, it did
For a good while

I was hauling on a line
Unloading cargo into port
Muscles straining, when I saw you
Standing on the docks
Felt a hot pain
As the rope tore a large callus
From my hand
Exposing a tender, burning flesh underneath

Three years hadn't hardened me up one bit
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