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Lydia Rae Bush Poetry

Category: Social-Emotional Development

Idealist

April 13, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet Ravine1 Comment

The phrases spew out of him,
ugly as ever.
He’s horrified,
wondering what’s dying inside
of this monster that breathes out this
fire that chars every
heart that will listen to
foul lilting phrases, all
ending as effortless
sickness spreads, severing
veins.Read More »

Sunset

March 29, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet RavineLeave a comment

When we were at each other’s cores,
you above and I beneath,
you were the light that colored the only world I had seen.

I engaged what I saw, and you slid to the side,
and suddenly all appeared more grey.
Those were the days when you seemed to be fading.Read More »

vulnerability

March 26, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet RavineLeave a comment

this paper’s my bed
this ink is my blood
these words are my heart
my heart
my heart

these lines are my efforts
these scratches my motives
these scribbles my wants hopes
erasers
crumples

this placing
rewordingRead More »

Lesson Plans

February 22, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet Ravine2 Comments

Grubby thumbs, bubble gum, and tire swings
set the stage for recess- Our turn to teach.
Sean’s sitter had shown him some algebra.
Keith knew what sex was. Hazel had met God,
and Em could map the local ghost’s hide outs.
Me? I shared my expertise on hatred-Read More »

Digging Through the Attic Chest

February 19, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet RavineLeave a comment

Digging through the attic chest,
throwing kisses across the floor

Digging through the attic chest,
scavenging for something moreRead More »

Dig

February 12, 2018May 27, 2026 Alphabet RavineLeave a comment

Soft, fresh, padded arms,
never tanned, never starved,
freshly powdered, swung their way
to Grandma’s House.

I knew I visited the coolest grandmother
when my tear-free washed, towel-dried arms
pressed out against cool linoleum,Read More »

Projection

December 7, 2017May 27, 2026 Alphabet RavineLeave a comment

The sliding glass doors reflect the light
‘til the room
is a doubly aglow,
and I can see you as well
as the squirrels heard hunting for morsels
on our balcony see us.

You sit close enough for me
to smell your butterscotch skin,
but your words are music to my ears-
not pleasant, but foreign.Read More »

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  • Collaborative and Ekphrastic
  • Embodiment
  • Social-Emotional Development
  • Systemic Dysfunction
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