“The Burning Bush”
At the Burning Bush
the dance cards
were passed
from palm to palm
the flowers plucked
from the wall by green
lounge lizards grinning
“music saved my life”, she said
“poetic”, the Comme des Garçons
like a boy on roller skates said
circling like a shark with
two in hand for what it’s worth
the Burning Bush girl remonstrates
she understands,
“Tango Down?
That’s not a question.
Now.” she demands
“It’s a right Charlie Foxtrot,”
he says skating backwards,
“Look at all that Chest Candy,
it’s enough to make you
want to put on your
Jesus Slippers.” Front on
she bats her eyes, like
its a home run, she replies,
“It’s a real Soup Sandwich
out there Oscar Tango Mike
the Alpha Charlie Ate-up Bravo Zulu
deploy your Sky Blossom,”
she says, back to the wall,
“Tango Uniform
Delta,
Tango Down
Charlie Mike
Oscar Mike
Kaos captive,
Agt 99, H.Q.
holding Control
down”
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
"A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush"
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Categories:
remonstrates, muse,
Form: Narrative
Always polite she has done it again and again
Kind apologies in apoplectic reverberations
‘I am ever so sorry’ and never an honest lie
‘I promise mea culpa won’t happen again’
Regret is never far from her mindful tongue
‘My fault entirely just slipped out of my mouth’
‘Please forgive me my hurtful transgressions’
‘I beg you’ she lays prostrate before the crowd
Remonstrates with her own disagreements
Expostulates her lips into new held resolve
She used to be a passionate people pleaser
Self-talk might help to absolve further pardons
27th April 2019
Categories:
remonstrates, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse