Two Poems by Mary Bone

 

The Outcast

 

Standing in the rain I was

an outcast, exposed to the elements.

I hoped to outlast

a burning hunger.

Alone on an island,

talking to the wind,

food was scarce.

The plague overcame me,

In my rags, as I dripped into

the ocean of life.

 

 

Baggage

 

You came with baggage to unpack,

to unravel,

to put on the line,

staying on my mind.

Dirty laundry aired for all to see-

flapping everywhere,

written on subways,

forever in my mind.

Mary Bone has been writing poetry and short stories since childhood. Mary has written two books of poetry. Her hobbies include painting and drawing. She is a 2006 graduate of S.O.S.U. in Durant, Oklahoma.