a tea social at the elks…

listen child
i ain’t gonna lie
to you
that
man
could drive
anyone
to
drink
and
sometimes
he says things
that
could curdle milk
but
you ain’t
gonna find
a finer man
working hard
for
his family
working
two
or
three jobs
just
to assure
nobody goes hungry
or
can’t have enough
of
their
wants
to
convince them
dreams
can come
true
so
if you start
putting him down
you may find
yourself
on
the ground

between our dawns…

write your name
on the shadows
in the corner
blow gentle thoughts
into the night breeze
so that i might
feel you touch
the air in-between
our dawns
of time
i might
smell
your breath
in gentle rains
when passing
through the forest
or feel your flesh
next to mine
when i lie
upon the earth
or let us take the risk
and wander
the garden
in-between
meeting
one last time
halfway
on the bridge
of yesterday’s promises
and
today’s lies
so that we might forget
the bitter taste
of betrayal
from broken rules
and family’s of honor
may love prevail.

 

River Urke and I have once again entered into a duel poetry challenge and this is the resulting poem.  Duel Poetry:  a prearranged poetry writing challenge  between two people to evolve a new poem where each writer must respond to the other writer’s lines  (4 -5 ) until both parties agree that the poem is complete