April 5 ’10: Poet’s Voice

April 5, 2010 § 5 Comments

Here’s the piece of ReadWritePoem’s prompt that grabbed me today: “Give poetry, as you write it, a name. Possibly a gender. And a personality.”

I may have given mine three. Or maybe not.


Poet’s Voice


This is it. No more perching
high atop the ledge with only
an Icarus view of the sun.
No, it’s time to push off,
to feel the warm,
dry rush of air
as I somersault towards
the earth. Which will
tear, open red as the sea,
and drop me into Hades’
depths. A bungee jump
high to low and back again
and what is not missed are
all the spaces in-between. 


Shh. Don’t tell. I’m peeking
now, past the wavy pane,
through the wooden shutters
and damask curtains. You are
in your bed, your bath, you
are screaming at your child
or weeping with your heart.
It all bleeds together, this,
a tie-dyed shirt of desperation
that you think is clean.


Turn it off. Shut it down.
Silver the walls and windows
with foil and cap my head
with tin. Remove the
plug and throw my fillings
on the hearth. It is enough.


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