Linda Conroy
Forgotten?
Do my days support the rushing of the stream into the bay?
Or paint the bloom on roses in the old side yard?
Do my nights hold space
for the moon to peep between grey clouds
or drape the darkness of late evening
over every tree, to soothe the silent branches
into restful sleep?
Am I a part of this fine plan?
I'm not responsible for these events
that will carry on without me, after I am gone,
a stay against pretense.
I'm an observer— a wanderer
on the avenue, or on the plain,
my power brief, but never dispossessed.
Bio
Linda Conroy is a host and facilitator of writing group in Bellingham, WA. She believes that poetry informs and foreshadows, and serves to honor the complexity and simplicity of human nature. Her poems have appeared widely in journals, and she is the author of two collections, Ordinary Signs and Familiar Sky.