Monday, May 7, 2012

In the Distance I Saw a Banner

a child actress
a bird in the nest:
frightened, she twirls when pressed


the anxious leaves
that maps a pond
and serve a grazing cow


circling for food
entrapped in sex
all gone—how rude


those who fear the fit
confess the perfect
servant’s bit


quiet, well-behaved,
takes refuge in puzzles,
becomes a maze


all are brave
so why do we fear
that voice in the wind we hear?

1 comment:

I view poetry as a kind of conversation, but on a different level, so feel free to write a comment or drop a few lines of verse in response.

Also, please feel free to offer suggestions or edits that can improve the work. I won't take it personally. ;-)