posted for the sunday muse #162, i missed the deadline i think, sorry, i write slow
flatfooted
one stuck in a puddle, one tripping
over curbs
i
stubble
she
slips across a window and around the corner
streets are wet and busy
everything
splashes
my imagination
her
misbehavior
it is daylight and she should be
sleeping
I travel by the power of bone and muscle
and want
she
moves like water thru shadow
thru
myth thru my head and
one
step ahead
she sneaks in-between the ripples
of the puddles of my marching feet
ties
my shoelaces together
i am clumsy, she is clever
she is magnetic north for all the
glowing creatures
i
am day labor
she hides in the corner of a crow’s
eye
i
search the thrift store lost and found
she hides between the credit card
logo and no smoking decal on the café window
i
play the shell game
flatfooted we dance
its noon and her head is in the
clouds, pale smile of the plotting
and
two steps ahead
my eyes turn everything over, make
a mess
i
want meaning, measurement, understanding
i want photographs and facts and
maps
she can only be revealed with a
blacklight and slice of lemon
(and
reads the same forwards as backwards)
she sleeps naked in cloudless
lakes
draped
only in loose gravity and thin veils of chaos theory
and i don’t dare wake her
i
don’t dare try to take her because
i
don’t want to make her
change
the
way she
plays
this game
Love the soft comparisons and whole feel of this Phillip! Such a wonderful and unique take on the image. So worth the wait. Welcome to the Muse Phillip!
ReplyDeletethank you carrie, glad you enjoyed
DeleteSo glad I returned for another look-see! Would have been criminal to miss this fine poetry. So many breathtaking lines ~~~ I like the dance.
ReplyDeletethanks helen, glad you found my poem, i was late to the party
DeleteOh my " draped only in loose gravity and thin veils of chaos theory" one of the many lines I love in this poem.
ReplyDeletethank you susie, i liked that line too, glad you enjoyed it
ReplyDeleteI love the concept of your poem and the conclusion that you draw. Such lovely words and images.
ReplyDeletethank you jadeli, i like the concept too, but i feels a little more aggressive than was intended, but i'm still working on it, so glad you liked
DeleteYou're not slow at all! Better to spend the time and write something really great like this! "she sleeps naked in cloudless lakes / draped only in loose gravity and thin veils of chaos theory" is terrific!
ReplyDeletethank you qbit, and i agree, better to take some time with it, plus i enjoy the process, and i'm always a little sad when i finish a poem, because i can't play with anymore, thanks again sir.
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