The Jar Beneath My TongueA Poem by Audrey Howitt
By Henjansson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
I keep my disappointment in a jar beneath my tongue
and I let it roll around there sometimes
just to see what it tastes like.
Sometimes when I am feeling alone
I take it out,
check its color,
--bright blue lapis.
Today it slides easily
from one side to another
and a coolness seeps out--
cucumber and mint.
It isn't what I expect of disappointment really.
I had thought a bitter flavor,
so I could feel my anger.
Today as it slips and rolls
in its coolness
I wonder if anger will come
or will its coolness soothe~
© 2012 Audrey Howitt
AboutI am so happy to be writing! I was an attorney in my previous incarnation. These days, I teach voice mostly, write some and do a little psychotherapy. It seems like a good combination for me. I h.. more..
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