Sat down today and doodled some poetry I'd been trying to call up from what cellular matter I have this week (too much work, too much worry); and was unsuccessful. I went through the crazy library of my poetry from this decade, both the finished and the unfinished, and nothing inspired.
Got the notion to read what is, without a doubt, my favorite poem of all time. It's not by a revered poet, it is by someone from the poetry.com website, who wrote it without leaving a last name. But it never fails to get my lyrical juices flowing. So, I thought I'd share:
Like Keys In Your Pocket
I can tell by your face;
your eyes see the light shining, this love
that wants to jump out and
grab you
but
I have to hold it back
or it would wash
over you
overwhelm you
surprise you.
A tsunami
of emotion.
Like keeping secrets;
there's more than you know
it's hidden inside
waiting
for you to coax it out
invite it
to live with you.
Do you know
who I am
standing in this pool
of quiet streetlight
watching your car
disappear
in snow and darkness?
I could wrap myself around
you so you could
wear me
under your clothes;
my head to your chest,
my mouth to your flesh
breathing
warm & dewy.
Carry me with you,
as I am yours
like keys in your pocket
or
a good luck charm
hung
about your neck.
Jody T.
It's beautiful, is it not?
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