Poetry from Beth Gulley

At A YMCA Swim Meet

The inexperienced,
unsupervised lifeguard
splashed the baby vomit
into the pool.
The mothers collectively gasp.



Last Chance

Last chance sunflowers
Wilt on the table
Winter claims it’s time





Brave World

I was brave today.
I went into the world,
and didn’t take a sweater.





We Find Out

This house 
hemorrhages nails.
Where from?
After a big wind
we find out.






One thought on “Poetry from Beth Gulley

  1. These are great, Beth! I enjoyed all of them. “At A YMCA Swim Meet” made me laugh, and reminded me of my summers as a teen when I worked at a pool. “Brave World” is my favorite, as I can relate.

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