Monday, December 8, 2014

A Poem, A Poem, Who's Got A Poem?

Well it feels like years since I've written a poem, but I found one in me today.  I got so excited about it that I decided to post it.  So, here you go.  And no, it's not about religion. :)

When Your Noon is Dark

When your noon is too dark to walk
and your midnight too bright to snore,
I will see you and hear you screaming crazy talk
and feel the sand between your toes on the shore.

The wind hasn’t carried all the seeds that will ever grow.
Your heart hasn’t buried all the love you will ever know.

Of course the days will pass,
the tears will burn,
your troubles last
longer than a night of tears can
cover you.

But in the morning when you gasp
for breath and see the light
of your children’s eyes parting the clouds,
I will still be there, putting away the umbrella,
changing my rain boots for skipping shoes—
of course they make skipping shoes—

And we’ll wear them in the dark noon,
in the bright midnight,
and taking a giant step for womankind
on the shadow of the moon.

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