My Pen Writes Only Words of Love
MY PEN
WRITES ONLY
WORDS OF LOVE
My pen
writes
only
Words of Love.
You say prove Manly Valor.
You say
by
Dodging Death
true
literary
heroes
Win a
War.
I comply
Shred my paper
Change my ink
Days and bloody Nights
of War
skies war shatter
grounds war tremble
I dream
rations of
War.
Repeat thrice
repeat again
until music sounds
mad battle music
music lost in ragged shouts
with the
syllables made weary
weary of simplicity of sheer repeating
until repeating
multiplied in muffled sighs
loses numbers
in the Fray
I write only Red.
But to my shame
(and with a secret, lingering delight)
Whatever pen
in hand
spattering
whatever color
in pen
flirting with the windy wayward paper
I dodge only
Love Rockets
my Pen
adept now to sequencing of blood days--
death’s playmate
needs a sassy voice--
grim hilarity
hides terror
Valiant and Red Crimson
reflects
only a
familiar,
inscrutable
kissing shade ---
the
aching inner lips
of
you
Note: a medieval musician was threatened with death if he couldn't sing epics. He answered he could only sing love songs. That incident was the inspiration of this poem.
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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