Cona Adams Poet Concrete

Don'T Walk On Me

Hey!
                   Hey, you;
               yeah, I'm talk-
              ing to you there.
           Don't  Walk  On  Me!

    Don't be rude, and walk upon
  my person, sprawled here, in the 
 grass; give me space to be myself;
please walk around me as you pass.

 If, someday, you should find that 
  I am lying prone and feeling ill,
   be kind enough to bring a rose
    and sit quietly, with me, till

       I'm up on my feet, then 
        help me clear the way
         to find an easy path
          thru frenzied fray.

        Don't step on me as
       you pass by, but take 
      me by the hand. We'll 
     walk side by side in sun
      and as a team-together
         we both can stand.
             Comprende?

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Pandita Sietesantos July 10, 2015 at 11:05 AM Brilliant piece - very clever shape - amazing imagery! I love it and rate it a solid 7! I've never tried this form before, but you make it seem effortless! Excellent write! Pandita Cona Adams July 10, 2015 at 5:50 PM Thank you so much, Pandita, for your visit. Your comment is encouraging, and very much appreciated. All the best!