Poems & Essays

27 Nov

Women at Fifty

General/Column 2 Responses

When women at fifty lay flat
on their bellies some will remember
the roundness that thrived

in the womb of their skin
where a fetus once swam;
now-hollowed figures where secrets

began and grew to a marvel beyond
heaven and stars. They’ll turn
to their side without need

to surrender to the unwieldy
bundle that pushed against bones
and stirred through the twilight;

a disquieted wonder until slumber
was lost to the waking of being.
From a steeple of hope through

a spindrift of prayers they’ll barely
recall a day without worry,
how they worshipped beginnings,

then bellowed goodbyes.

 

Carol Lynn Stevenson Grellas is a seven-time Pushcart nominee and four-time Best of the Net nominee. She has authored several chapbooks along with her latest full-length collection of poems:Hasty Notes in No Particular Order newly released from Aldrich Press. She is the 2012 winner of the Red Ochre Press Chapbook competition for her manuscript Before I Go to Sleep and according to family lore she is a direct descendent of Robert Louis Stevenson. You can find her at www.clgrellaspoetry.com.

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  1. Cheryl

    November 29, 2015 at 12:30 am

    You have told my life story in this poem — thank you for this beautifully written gift.

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    • Carol Lynn Grellas

      November 30, 2015 at 4:12 am

      Thank you Cheryl for your lovely comment I’m so happy you enjoyed my poem. We share the same life story 🙂

      Carol Lynn

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