The Alliance

you're my colt

you'd have me as foal, fool

oh, but friend and Ally

these overcasts don't hold you

one eye wraps us 

in whiter sheets

than summer steeped

could ever bleach

but others sweat us

playing for lease

dry polyester cream 

already creased

others still, more 

sleep, watch, resting ,doleful

oh,friend and Kin

he'll never know I know you

Reviews

[emipoemi]

You're poetry, I see, has not been given much attention since posting.....kind of just been rotting away in the shadows. And most unjustly, for you write amazing stuff!! This is definitely your most profound, and if "Ally" and "Kin" are capitalized for the reasons I assume they are, then it's your most clever. It's kind of a stretch to do that (if you are doing that), but it's clever nonetheless. Having read it a couple of times, I must say I find it hard to follow, but in a way I still get it, and so I think you're on to something with this one. I absolutely love the play on sounds ("foal, fool"), and the ending is very mysterious. Nicely written!

[Libby]

Written at the same time as the other poem and similar themes running in my head. This is me debating if we were just lust and thrill seeking and I was being played or if the purity and love I felt was in fact real. I was so unsure, the eyes are my many opinions and ideas. Kin and Ally were terms we had for eachother.

[emipoemi]

Which is what I was thinking they were (well, simple names, but the right idea).....but if you look at it, too, "Kin" means friend, and so does "ally" (if pronounced ['a-lie], and so it added a nice touch and more depth to the poem.