"attender" poems
I feel examined
By cautious meats
With wet soft teeth
I've earned an energys' attention
I'm being fumbled with and considered
Perhaps I am to be
A tester of new waters
On lifes' behalf ?
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
I don't want love that's given like bread to
a bird, just thrown in the pond so carelessly,
though with good will in mind.
I want love composed like a letter,
each word carefully constructed,
enticing me to attempt an even more eloquent response,
this kind of back and forth exchange of wit.
And I want love that is like a long
and scenic walk, like a million flowers
performing lively dances by the edge of the lake;
love that is hard and soft, give and take.
I do not want to be thought a poor, lonely duck
in need of a generous park attender's charity;
I want to be loved with selfish clarity,
as though I am the setting sun.
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
We have upset the art
and there has been
a spill of negativity
In ink we share
but
we have been careless
Linked
we swerve againgst god thought
and struggle
to paste together beauty
A tear in eye
we fiddle with emotion
incantations
and repetitions
The mission seemed real
now
it is the enemy
Worn free of meaning
less than an attender
an obstacle to the heal and the mend
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 9:50 PM UTC