Monday, 27 January 2014

I Hear No Music

Here I am breathless, motionless
in Fort Worth minding Texan law

The breeze gently whispers my
name across Trinity River
I am the music I’ll never hear
the Nicaragua I’ll never see
I am my brother’s raven hair
After seven weeks in limbo the
authorities concede - common
sense relinquishes my father’s pain.

 Laws about Life and Death in Texas

©Martha Landman
Martha Landman writes poetry in tropical North Queensland, Australia. Her latest work appeared in Eunoia Review, The Camel Saloon and other journals.