Sapphic Voices Poetry

Poetry by E. A. Manning

Poetry Set One

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Living

Copyright © by E. A. Manning, September 6, 2004

Lady Evening arrives on a summer breeze
Rain falls down and it kisses the trees
And the pigeons stir
Like my memories
Street lamps caress the cars
I found a poem you wrote in the aftermath
A faded echo of your bedroom laugh
You were the queen of hearts
I was the toast of the gypsies
I wonder where you are
And me
I get so tired of living all of the time
I get so tired of trying to get it right
Seems to me there should be
A softer way to land

Hey, Mickey
I know you hate the way I've changed
They say it's for the better
But I'm still spinning
Like those Ferris wheel first kisses
You swore we'd never come down
Well ain't it a laugh
We found a way to stop the pain
Then they told us that's not living
What's living?
Damn me
I get so tired of living all of the time
I get so tired of trying to get it right
Seems to me there should be
A softer way to land


for M.R.
1976-1994

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