poetry

“Sigh”

| Laura Lee Bonde

some things
too deep to mention

as a mother
as a woman
as a person

too personal
to touch

every tear
too heavy
every breath
an unspoken prayer

in the cold
they’re seen

as heaven hears
and God responds
there’s hope
the heart will hear

“Half n Half”

| Laura Lee Bonde

there’s a still
a quiet
a moment
inside
where nothing
can touch
and nothing
can hide
a place
without worry
without dread
unaware
of what
might be
or not
a melting
of love
mixed with
peace

“One in Millions”

| Laura Lee Bonde

the inner course
of sex
has its way
of taking a chance
with conception

it doesn’t wait to see
if the couple is in love
it doesn’t wait to see
if they’re married
it doesn’t wait to see
what their dreams are

no
this chance takes
a risk
without asking
maybe leaving one
with a choice

to keep it
or not

there’s an easy way out
thinking of self
and no one else
but it’s the harder way

a decision to bring forth life
or cause death
a chance to promote destiny
or distinguish it

a wait in the mind
a weight in the heart
who will win

“Tug of War”

| Laura Lee Bonde

Something’s happened
That triggered a memory
One of life and death

I remember my first abortion
The decision
The reaction
Being supported yet not

I remember the “assumed” father
Being too cheap
For me to go under
Leaving me there alone

Being awake
Hearing the vacuum
Feeling the pain
Being a number minus one

I remember being let go
Sitting on the curb
Waiting for a ride
Alone

Why was I in darkness
WHERE WERE YOU GOD!
Where was I

What made me remember
Oh yeah
There’s more to come