…for a blind girl by Bruce Michael Foley

blind

…for a blind girl

there is a longing
with sad affection, keeps me waiting in dreams
to see her again
blind, beautiful, pruning red roses

her fingers inform
as well as her nose, ears, the left one
always adorned by a fresh morning rose
hear what needs be, and nothing more

nothing given to excess is hers
blind, beautiful, pruning red roses

above her, here, with perfect eyes
sight reaching stars, it may not be yours
yet I know it is mine,
my gaze guides her hands
aligns the shears
that her cut may be quick and clean

blind, beautiful

pruning red roses

indexI was born across the bridge from Boston, Massachusetts, in Cambridge, as July 4th fireworks exploded over the Charles River, just a stone’s throw from Harvard University. At age two, my family moved to Somerville, Ma.,where I was raised in a rough blue-collar environment, playing many sports. In 1998 I relocated to Las Vegas, Nevada. Here, I work among special needs children and teach martial arts. Poetry began in high school, but took off in a more dedicated way in later years, along with resuming music studies, guitar. My poems are published in various anthologies; including Impressions, Prism, and the Mighty Voices Of Thunder Series, sponsored by the international poetry website, “Allpoetry.” I was a featured poet in Lyrical Somerville February 2015, a Boston based publication, as well as being an “Editor’s Front Page Pick,” for the month of March 2016 on Allpoetry. A defining moment that contributed significantly to further interest in writing was a First Place Award from the International Poetry Fellowship, for my poem, “Among Fields of Cotton.” Presently, I am happy to have the opportunity to explore various forms of poetry with Mr. Bruce Isaacson, Poet Laureate of Clark County Nevada.

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