Responsorial
Listen to yourself, dear,
She’d say,
Holding my hand,
Winds whipping whisps about
In our hair
As I was leaving,
Always leaving in the heat blowing
The dry sultries that settled like
Barely breathing mantles we shouldered in
Those Great Plains summers
She always said that to me.
I want what I want.
Look at yourself, I say to him, recalling
Timeless words, wisdoms shared,
Becoming braver in the recall, and saying
What I want with you
More stability
More understanding
More space
I want all that
And I want to love you in
The ways of love.
And also
But also,
And I also
Want all that
That I have and will never
Not want anymore,
And flying above and under the
Beyond, the past and future,
I say to him, I will never crave more of
The precious than what we have.
Coda
There were years before she saw
That river again
Though she crossed too many to
Remember
Save
The Little Huerfano, an
Unchained melody
Beautiful poetry, smooth like a gently flowing river. so glad I found your blog.
ReplyDeleteThank you dear Paulette—I’d like to keep up together. Do you have my email? I’m off FB & IG…
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