contrasts

Catholic poetesses are bad for your health. I swear.

hush 
and what that means 
snuggled, pearlescent, the taste 
of sunday pikelets and plunger coffee. 

say tomorrow and the next will come. 
it is too quiet here. i contemplate the question of faith 
and how i'll need hours and hours in the confession box, 
just enough to shock the priest into silence. 

you say they call it reconciliation now, and that latin 
has been overtaken by plain old english. to understand 
in another tongue requires all-believing grace,
i can almost hear them rattle away. 

speak of sails wrapped around this curve of wind, 
baked golden bodies alive and fortunate. 
tear this silence and make me sing. 
just for today. just for today.

Reviews

[Tai Chi Italy Take Two]

Stunningly brilliant work here J! A great poet you are. You manage to get our tongues wrapped so tightly around your verse, we are silenced and in awe.

So many fabulous metaphors here...I do adore the vision of such a curve of wind.

It seems the poetess has your muses full attention.

Smiling at you

Tai

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

brilliant..

[Narnie]

I could read this all day and tomorrow. And the next day too. Wonderful.

[Hedra Helix]

last part kills the giantest make believe creatures that walk the world, I'm telling ya, kills em dead and fossilizes em where they stand.

[Ed Hart]

and that last stanza, a poet's lair

[Emily B]

new words from you are a wonderful gift on a cold winter's day