Pendulum

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

Our days deemed full of freakenomic debt,

"GOD..."he says 

can change the ring upon her finger,

the lid is upside down

full blown on forgiveness

and he is agony reading the news

he won't stay there 

not for you

but because he must

he is a poet

every ounce a writer

and you know

 every little thing

will get better 

as you are about to embark

on an adventure,

as hope,

 in the garden of Eve

once in a while

 the moon shines for us all

pages will flicker in its midnight glow

for a moment 

he'll remember cause and causation

reality will blip and time skips a beat 

as you dole out 30 dollars

for the sketching  Psychic 

to tell you how

 remarkably identical you look

to your deceased mother,

(who has pushed her way forward

past the spirit guide to be seen

and heard, the one you listen to 

every night and for whom 

you really wanted the sketch of )

She will tell you that six- foot -two men

who you do not notice, will want to date you, and in the next breath tell you

as she off handedly mentions that the spirit guide

"is vertically challenged"

after which she will present to you  

a side by side sketch

of blank penciled faces

and a 

quote

"to trust again and open your heart"

parenthesized  by two perfectly color filled

Pendulum red hearts.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The world goes around, love comes and goes and hearts beat until it is time take your place in God's kingdom.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this sounds like Trust and believe in love again, but beware of the poet...he must love in ephemeral fashion so that he may write about the sadness of the leaving.
i like the Vertically Challenged part with the side by side blank faces.
fill it in yourself...put those two hearts side by side.
Love swings like a pendulum...
can we trust it?

j.

[Corset]

smiles; the thing about swinging pendulums is that often the dangling innocents in-between take a beating from both sides.