Bone Loss

Whisper me

into the chambers

of bone,

honeycomb of marrow,

talisman

bleached,

rib      of      grey      dove,

lattice      of      white      rose,

cicada      shell

clutching

stalk of wheat,

dragonfly

wing      over

pavement,

twig

waiting

to snap.

Gabrielle Langley works as a licensed mental-health professional by day. To safeguard her own mental health, she writes poetry and dances Argentine tango by night. With numerous poetry awards, publications and honors, she has been featured in the Huffington Post and the Houston Chronicle as one of Houston’s important emerging poets. Her debut collection of poetry, Azaleas on Fire, was released in 2019.

About the Poem

“For the past twenty-five years, my research and practice has focused on the mental health of frail geriatric patients. I have worked with countless clients affected by severe osteoporosis, this surprisingly common illness which develops silently until a bone breaks. I have seen, firsthand, the devastating effects: the vertebral fractures, the hip fractures, the shattering of wrists and ankles, spontaneous fractures of all sorts. The first three lines of this poem came to me while I was lying on a DEXA-scan table during my own bone scan, listening to the quiet whir of the machine as it passed back and forth over my spine.”

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4 thoughts on “Bone Loss”

  1. Gabrielle’s poetry captures a feeling of reality about life’s events and situations. It is nice to read and reflect.

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