Lady Familiar
Now...
Metaphors dance in my mind
and there's a word I'm hoping
to find, a line familiar as
"I want you to be mine."
Relying on the fact that
poetry hasn't failed me yet
I hope you approve the way
God chose Moses's mouthpiece
and includes all thou's,
ye's, I's and me's
I want you to possess me
the way a forty-niner
would gold.
Blaze a trail through
Oregon greenery and
I'll follow you like
Rockefeller wealth
and hereditary genomes
wearing Nike shoes
till two becomes unified
I promise to pursue you.
Then...
I pictured sunflowers and
spilled rutabagas on grandma's
corner peeled linoleum.
She wore a halo and
shooed away storms
Her hello sounded like hallelujah
and hummed Blessed Assurance
as her dentures soaked
in baking soda.
Eventually...
You're reminding me of
the women of my youth
The qualities of a praying woman
has been man's best protection
The metaphor, word, and
line familiar found:
"He hasn't failed me yet,"
I can hear her saying.
I picture you praying.
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