Pale words cascade down to splash off hard rocks to sybillant full-glottal stops and shadow as ebullient laughter careens and white words reflect off one upturned empty wineglass to signal a chance; a change of heart, dripping aslant to cool caress and disdain. Please, come over, misbehave, and take full measure of our circumspect compatibility, then to weave together lost threads in deeds left unchallenged by token oaths without. Only, inside, find real, true, actual, embraced faith in love burgeoning to flower in green. Yet, grovel to wean forward; fly to wished for smiles and breast-heaving relief. Who dares offer respite from dread, of fear molten, wet in guilt and shame undiminished by Time and recompense? Where are you?

About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on May 22, 2013, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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