Josefina Costales Poet Rhyme

His waterline of humor

He floats just above the waterline of humor
I never know if he’s on the level or not,
peers over the edge, on the brink of absurd rumor.

Maybe human mirth has been squeezed out of him
while tilting at windmills; open hostility is his escape
whips out to a froth any sea of affection at his whim.

It is a carefully crafted facade, and he plays it like a master
like a tenantless temple looking for souls to save
or a gypsy staring at his crystal bowl for any disaster.

He could caress with flattery, or bite with harsh insight,
uses silence as his weapon to control dialogue
but turns on a smile a reassuring crescent in the night.

Awareness hums between us - he’s a magician
plucking out a dove of intimacy from his sleeve,
then he’s gone like a shadow running from the sun.



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Sotto Poet March 1, 2024 at 10:06 AM The complexity of human emotions and interactions, particularly in the context of a relationship with someone enigmatic and elusive Is well-depicted in the mysterious and unpredictable nature of the individual you describe. Your diction is rich and evocative, with imagery and metaphor to convey your feelings and perceptions. Thanks for your uplifting comment on my page. Josefina Costales March 1, 2024 at 4:46 PM Thanks Sotto for your keen insights on my poem

Sara Kendrick March 1, 2024 at 5:20 AM I like that last line. Some men are like that gone like a shadow at sundown. LOL..Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara K Josefina Costales March 1, 2024 at 4:48 PM LOL - so you’ve met such male specimens, but mine was just imaginary