October 18, 2014

POETRY BY BELINDA HUBERT



In addition to writing fiction and poetry, Belinda Hubert is currently working on a novel, titled Shrink Wrapped and a collection of short stories about life in the Midwest. She works as a clinical psychologist in a private practice in Lowell, Indiana.
http://buelasprairiepractice.blogspot.com/




LETTING GO
                
You cannot release 
what you don't own. 
I own it 
that people 
can do crappy, 
violent
things.

Misogyny.
I own that too.


For the longest time
I said NO!
That is just not right!
And stomped my foot.

Whoever is in charge -
what an idiot.
To make tragedy,
flies, mosquitoes,
misogyny.

Boy was that exhausting.

Then I rediscovered
not being attached.
It just is.

So, the sorrow
and rage and
beauty
and peace.
The preposterousness...

They flow past.
That's how it changes.
Inside you
then outside too.


 Autumn Magic
                  

Drinking cucumber water,
watching a leaf turning and floating
on a spider silk line
above the clipped grass.

Acorns plopping
hard
on the porch roof.
Warm breeze sending
leaves
spiraling and turning down,
to litter the still growing grass.
A fluorescent orange hairdo
on the top of the sugar maple
just turning in one spot
from it's summer green.
Slanting rays of warm
toasting up Rocket's
ruffling fur.

A riotous little stink bomb 
chip monk
chirps at my wall of succulents.

He digs one out
nearly every day.

He turns to race off
as I march back there
and pop it back in the dirt,
swear a little,
water it.
Again.

~Belinda Hubert

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