Matt Caliri Poet Free verse

Like All Good Creatures

Like all good creatures
I kept hidden.
I noticed the flashes through the leaves
As response to my own mating stench; 
My love for seeds in a garden.
My mother was the symbol of evaporating kindness.
Her fear was the same as mine,
That we would lose our love for fellow animals and it
Would limp out of our lives as she limped out of mine
From a lion. It was a blur, a red blur...
Oh, crescent moon! May my self-tombing in the belly of your tree
Not resound through your ear as lack of empathy.
My dream for this landscape is a world filled with water.
That we should be forced to help each other,
A paddler with a paddler, in the symphonic lap-lap of water's harmony.
Quack-quack. Lap-lap. Quack-quack.

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Carrie Richards May 29, 2009 at 6:57 PM I love your imagination, the creative fantasy that is envoked in this enjoyable poem !!!

Matt Caliri May 29, 2009 at 6:23 PM Ha...Ijust wanna make clear: this is not about MY about my mother (in any literal terms of her dying or "walking off." She's alive, well, and available to me.) So this is not a memoir. This is imagination (the fun part is the gray area, of course...), a creative excercise put to feeling.

Carolyn Devonshire May 29, 2009 at 6:14 PM How sad that your mother "limped" out of your life, Matt. I see the connection between this poem the last one of yours I read. There are many who appreciate "good creatures" like you, Matt. Keep the faith that the love you share on Poetry Soup will not be lost. Those last four lines say it all! Love, Carolyn