Saturday, April 11, 2009
NaPoWriMo #10 - We Who Are Not Afraid
We who are not afraid
drape gauze about our heads
and meld into a room full of strangers.
Kissing each other through our masks,
anonymity suspends judgement.
The better of us, gotten by curiousity.
The soft scrape of an ace
on a black jack table,
this time it might be exactly what we need.
Possibilities, endless like fingerless
gloves, groping in the dark
trying to make out the shape of feelings
with frostbitten fingertips,
still sore from touching toward love.
As the seamstress, missing her thimble,
sips crimson consequence
released by a careless steel point
plunged into the soft pad of her thumb,
or the patch of burn left on tongue,
from scalding hot Godiva lurking
beneath a cool froth of cream,
we who are not afraid
Striking the flint repeatedly,
inviting the nimble spark
to pass through cold corridors,
into the corners, beyond the quicksand,
through the backs of wardrobes,
We tuck the looking forward to
into the cracks, inflating the sails for yet another
Notes: really don't dig the title...need help.
inspired by the read write prompt "Thrift Store" where we were to take something from another source as inspiration (supposed to be the actual text, repurposed but exercising my poetic license, I used a photo from the book "I Seem To Be A Verb" for this...)
Posted by Earthseed Detroit at 7:08 PM