Audrey is a poet, classical singer and voice teacher, recovering attorney and licensed psychotherapist.
My #25 for National Poetry Month
when old bones dream of the young,
they dance by firelight
recall long nights,tender days
spun out like sugar before them,
fragile, intricate castles with drafty halls
in which long, sleek versions of our best selves
glide through time.
they feel envy
slick pain's absence is a gift
to an unworthy bank account
are made in a blink of the eye
if old bones could speak
they would chatter through clenched teeth
spitting off fleshed versions of themselves
in songs dug from unrelenting dirt,
music, a dose of sinovial fluid
greasing the friction of fear
as a two step
pulls them upright.
© 2017 Audrey Howitt