Friday, December 28, 2012

Naked Nights

There is something naked about these nights.
They cattail cold around my legs
until my flesh fails
and my bones brittle
blue to black beneath my skin.

Ragged in my old, pink robe,
I drag the small hours behind me
like a limp -
phantom limbs
splinted in silence
and aching

making mockery
of the amputations I've undertaken
to shorten these naked nights.

18 comments:

Fireblossom said...

I love that second stanza. Except for the ragged robe. Is there no Victoria's Secret? Is there no Soma?

ayala said...

I drag the small hours behind me.... I love that !

Sylvia K said...

You've been looking in my window again, MZ! Another great one! Happy, Happy New Years!!

Laurie Kolp said...

Vivid, powerful images here!

Mary said...

I love this, MZ.

Grace said...

I see your favorite word, bones ~

Like Ayala, I love dragging the small hours behind me ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This poem captures the brittle feelings of its message. I especially love the dragging of the small hours behind her......

Brian Miller said...

the amputations taken to shorten these nights...dang...tight close mz...the dragging is a great touch as well...felt verse...

J Cosmo Newbery said...

I suppose a mug of cocoa is out of the question?

Gail said...

I drag the small hours behind me...loved that line. Great poem.

Bodhirose said...

Woe.. Excellent.

Lolamouse said...

This is not what I expected when I read the title. This is so bleak and wearying, just like those long nights.

my heart's love songs said...

"I drag the small hours behind me"

"making mockery
of the amputations I've undertaken
to shorten these naked nights."

absolutely brilliant, MZ!

Happy New Year!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Well, I can relate to this in no uncertain way. (Even to the comfortable old sleepwear... Victoria's huh?)

Marian said...

(reading this in my ragged pink robe)... ouch, a bit close to the bone? yep.

jasmine calyx said...

Wow, I can really feel this, MZ:

"They cattail cold around my legs"
"I drag the small hours behind me"

I so love your writing.

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

well, mz, I certainly stepped into this one, like a comfortable pair of slippers. I know this walk and limp.

Unfettered BS said...

love the ragged in my old pink robe.Such a clear vivid image..one I know only too well