no comfort here

beloved
hiding above the tempestuous sun
and beneath the marauding stars
fingers shaking
I extend my arms
the layman’s moon is within reach
gentle and giving
not you
your condemning avoidance
bitter cold like ice shards
when will you come to me
when will you let me caress
when will you comfort me
as I do you
words of mine…

Wingless

Wingless

rendered a few months ago and still waitin’ on those wings 😉

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17 thoughts on “no comfort here

  1. oh my……poor thing with no wings.Pincer mouth, stinger tail….maybe I don’t want it to have wings! 🙂 Love this imagery in this poem. Happy I am, back in my study this morning. Always nice to get home! Wonderful weekend to you!

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    • Glad you’re safely returned to Boston. Long ago when I visited Willard, Ohio – I discovered a thriving Amish population – never knew that.
      Thank you for your kind words, Lillian. Hope you’re having a lovely weekend.
      am:)

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  2. I think you need to build the wings yourself:) You can do it…you’re strong and have the talent. Start today. And be sure to keep one of those cold shards of ice, just in case you need to stab someone:) It never hurts to be prepared.

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    • Hi Deb,
      The eyeballs are midway – like subs prepping for diving practice, down they go…. I’m waiting up for the daughter to arrive home safely from her friend’s house – alas – she just arrived – and I can officially – send the subs to the bottom 😉

      This was one of those queue ones I told you I wasn’t sure about – I tinkered some and then said ‘what the hell’
      I feel sometimes the word pushing becomes shoving – don’t you?
      But, I do thank you much, my friend 🙂
      am:)
      bed going am I very soon

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