This Way Out

Where sits
The skeletal tease,

The peach-tissued skin
Of the wallflower,

The dead eyes
Of a new lamb at dawn?

She’ll tell you
There’s only one way
To catch a summer fly,
Two hands falling
In speed and desire.

A voice as cold
As a soothsayers
Frozen truths,

A swollen tear
Reflecting dissected
Confusion,

The songbird,
The winter,
The icy lake
Glinting,

A forest sat scarred.

Who carved
The eagle
Into the tree,
The fox,
The wolf?

Why not
Just let it be?

I’m lost
And so is she,

This celebration’s
Over.

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5 Responses to “This Way Out”

  1. Wonderful.

  2. love your wonders, how divine to think the way you think.
    big smiles.

    Hello,

    Hope all is well.

    Appreciated your support to Jingle Poetry Community,

    Welcome sharing your talent in our new garden home.

    Random piece or old ones are welcome too.

    Bless you.
    Happy End of August.
    Hope to see you share today.
    xoxox

  3. Great poem, and you always seem to have the perfect ending line. This one was really good!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/25/one-she-beckons-me-come-2/

  4. cute.

    well done.

  5. Sad, but beautiful.

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