"Your Hands" and "Smile"

Written By

Dawnell Harrison

"Your Hands"

 

My mind is starless and

As blank as a white wall.

The moon feigns white

Brightness and love.

I cannot trust it.

 

It drags the dregs

Of the sea behind it like

Dark amputations.

 

All night I have been

Dreaming of war.

I awake nervous and

Indifferent.

 

Give me your hands,

Tender as they are.

 

 

"Smile"

 

My smile fell into the garden of vegetables.

It is of no use.

I did not retrieve it like a dog –

now I look like everyone else –

think of it as

a gift to be so ordinary and following

in a footfall of echoes.

I am

mooing now and following the herd. How fine it is to be as dumb as a

mirror.

Dawnell Harrison has been published in over 100 magazines and journals including The Endicott Review, The Journal, Mad Swirl, Fowl Feathered Review, Jellyfish Whispers, The Bitchin' Kitsch, Vox Poetica, The Tower Journal, Queen's Quarterly, and many others.  Also, Dawnell has had 4 books of poetry published through reputable publishers titled Voyager, The maverick posse, The fire behind my eyes, and The love death.  Furthermore, she possesses a BA from The University of Washington.