Flight to Freedom
Or Beating the Compromised Host Unit Blues
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson, Poetry Motel
The vertical blinds dissect
bright, broken patches of blue sky
and flowering trees of
verdant green,
color of life.
General-Literary Poems
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Requiem for the Grandiose
©1997 Susan Noyes Anderson, The Comstock Review
The day you killed me, I thought––What a drag––
and started making funeral arrangements.
I’d deal with all the requisite estrangements.
If dying was the task, then I’d die fine.
The Untended
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson, Poetpourri
he loves her so much
then why does she feel
like that gardenia
the one that went unplanted
Say Oncology
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson
For Tony
From now on
when I think of chemo
I will think of you
Geology Psychology
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
In Geology Psychology
each element is real.
First you excavate, then analyze
exactly what you feel.
Renascence
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
I never thought that I would call thee friend;
I could not trust another with my care.
No staunch companion who would still be there
Should I be forced my honor to defend.
Bearing Arms…and Children
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Joel Holland on Unsplash
We set up housekeeping in an open mine field.
No tanks. No sweepers. No safety.
Daffodils looked harmless, but traveled
in armies. Hyacinths took prisoners.
A Quilt Made of Love
©1997 Susan Noyes Anderson
(written for an AIDS quilt presentation program)
When I was a child, my very best thing
was to snuggle up warm under grandmother’s quilt.
Every patch was a memory, stitched up with love;
every square a reminder, painstakingly built,