Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Three Poems by Cristine A. Gruber
Within an Empty Email
Reading the ill-timed
message yet again,
I brush my thumb
across the screen,
in your words
through the pores
of my skin.
bury the pain.
In the final
before sleep claims
the remains of the day,
I can hear God laughing
at the futility of the human spirit.
This moment as I think of the declaration
from that safe place we both harbor,
I know where the importance lies.
From the scaffolding of a bridge
built over a constantly changing landscape,
I weigh the consequences of such a pronouncement,
such an all-encompassing oversight of being.
I'm caught in the wake of the changing tide,
the weight of the decision pressing down on my chest,
with mere moments to respire before surfacing
to a made-to-scale model of life.
Re-attaching as with pre-cut puzzle pieces,
essentials are fitted back together,
precisely, and yet so precariously.
has a crack in it, five inches
from the top, nine inches across.
I've no idea
how it happened, nor
any clue how long it's been there.
When the movers
arrive to pack up the house,
one of them notices the fissure
in the marital bed,
asking how long it's
been damaged in that way.
I'd say, though I'm
sure he means no harm.
and say I've no idea
when the split first occurred,
to unbearable dimensions.
I pack the rest
of my things, then call
the Salvation Army to pick up the bed.
Cristine A. Gruber has had worked featured in numerous magazines, including: North American Review, Writer's Digest, Writers' Journal, Ascent Aspirations, California Quarterly, Dead Snakes Online Journal, The Endicott Review, Garbanzo Literary Journal, The Homestead Review, Iodine Poetry Journal, Kind of a Hurricane Press: Something's Brewing Anthology, Miller's Pond Poetry Magazine, The Penwood Review, Poem, Thema, The Tule Review, and Westward Quarterly. Her first full-length collection of poetry, Lifeline, was released by Infinity Publishing and is available from Amazon.com