It's a great morning! It's Friday! I have no pressing responsibilities and no place I have to be until Sunday. I'm thinking in iambic meter :o)
It's one of those georgeous fall days in the Midwest - sun shining, leaves turning. I have a cup of good, strong coffee at hand, Emma at my feet and life is generally good; so naturally this inspires me to write a 'downer' poem, lol. Go figure.
You frighten me
My guard is up
I’m not letting you in
I pull my fears
Around me close,
Just like a second skin
And there you sit,
Smug smile in place,
Assured that you will win
You pour a glass
For each of us
-Always how you begin…
We thrust and parry
Back and forth;
I can't help it, I grin
That’s close enough,
Arm’s length for you.
Let’s just enjoy our gin
Entreatingly
You look at me;
Resolve starts wearing thin
My fears recede
As you advance -
My head now starts to spin
Then I decide
It’s worth the risk
And finally let you in.
I didn't feel it was a downer - but rather playful. :) Enjoy the fall!
ReplyDeleteThank you. As I read over it I agree with you, and I do enjoy the fall. It's the sudden stop at the end that can pose a problem...or did you mean that other Fall? lol
ReplyDeletethis piece is perfect for out poetry potluck,
ReplyDelete7 deadly sins is the theme of week 6.
hope to see you in.
Where do I find it?
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