CC Bloom Poet Free verse

Being quiet for Ben

isn't easy
because I talk about nothing
all the time.

It is late March and I love
everything I see
around me:
blooming trees
that I don't know
but appreciate
one color at a time,
bees that are busy and
industrious, sunsets that 
are never identical and always
 worth ogling over, 
as well as
the bare buds
of creativity and song.  

That was a mouthful
of a stanza
that I hope 
you swallowed down
as smooth as a lozenge.  

I tried not to embarrass
my cool kid.
I tried not 
to get excited
about the birds
in the trees
who could care less
about golf, and scores,
and fancy pants, and awkward
golf carts.

I made it five minutes.

Then, I asked Ben:
"Did you hear 
the goldfinch."

Immediate 
embarrassment 
ensued.  

I learned my lesson
and went back
to my golf cart
to continue drawing
the goddess of war
because I admire
strong women 
who face battle
when it counts.

They are the women
who don't shut up.

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