Since new years eve 2000 I've written what I call 'New Years Poems.' Typically they've been about war and death-- the muslin opaque, but this year something else arose from the mish-mash of ideas clamoring for a good airing... something more personal.
Pears and Solace
She fed me pear in the light dimmed doorway
And the savor of each dripping succulent
Mirrored the light in her eye ~ just as clear, just as sweet
Every moment a tenderness
And every kiss that followed, a testament
Nineteen years and no answer still
No secure mooring, no harbor yet home
And what would I give for a simple yes?
Will she feed me solace in the months to come
As nourishing as any dripping succulent
Fed and followed by testamental kisses ~ clear and sweet?
And every moment tender
A promissory vow ringed in gold?
Nineteen years and no answer still
What I would not give for a simple yes
ELAshley
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