Category Archives: original poetry

Ruth Ann Scanzillo 1975 – present; all rights reserved.

The Hinge.

[ final draft ]

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Take your hand off her shoulder

You

With the empathy of a brass hinge

Playing spine

To one grand plank

Of solid mahogany

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Were the door

To have her way

Such massive progeny of tree

Wood

Not to be cut

And hung

As subject

To the pushing and slamming

Of lesser living

Would choose

The wall.

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You

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Up against the wall.

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© Ruth Ann Scanzillo  2/21/17      All rights those of the author, whose name appears above this line. Thank you for your respect.

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Family.

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fathers’

mothers;

sisters;

brothers’

wives;

husband’s

lives;

other’s

   sin.

     .

  judge,

     .

   jury;

     .

     next of kin.

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from “Bad Poems About People”, Volume I (pre-publishing)

© Ruth Ann Scanzillo   11/27/16    All rights those of the author, whose name appears above this line. Thank you for your respect.

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The Promise.

 

I promised myself to you

For a life spent, I and thou.

I promised you my honor

In deep reverence for the Lord.

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Committed to my promise

But, not really knowing how

To keep this promised promise

And, to be of one accord

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I knelt before a witness

Made a promise keeping vow

And, for my one kept promise

I was promised a reward.

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So, I will keep my promise

Although life with me is fraught

I’m in this thing to win it

Whether you like it or not.

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from “Bad Poems About People”, Volume I. (pre-publishing.)

© Ruth Ann Scanzillo  10/31/16       All rights those of the author, whose name appears above this line.  Promise. Thank you for your respect.

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