i am the bull in the ring, snorting nostrils, scuffing hooves,
i am as unbloodthirsty hyena, all chuckle and no bite:
awaiting the call, your merciful summons.
will you ask me to dance
even choreograph the dance?
will you ask me to teach
or to learn how to learn?
here i am, muscled and awaiting,
nourished on love muffins and wine,
i am as ready as you'll ever find
astounding recall, my memory beckons.
will you invite me to tea
or to plan the ceremony?
will you lay out red carpet
or have me show you the weave?
here am i, sipping good hope*,
divining wednesday's footsteps,
i am eager to walk to the stars
amazing freefall, my arms blossom alive
* Good Hope is also the brand name for a tea---today's flavor was vanilla.
copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
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2 comments:
Nice poem! I liked it a lot.
Thanks, Sheryl! Not sure who/what guided you to my bloga, but please know that the Welcome Mat at xxcommunicator welcomes you dearly.
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