PAD Challenge day 20: For today’s Two-for-Tuesday prompt:
- Write a love poem. Or…
- Write an anti-love poem.
Sometimes I think that I could do without the ways of
you
You rattle skin-bone cages with your grin-and-bear it
jeer
And though I've come to expect all the wild, white things
you do
Sometimes I weary of the armies that you commandeer
…but then I cozy up with quilts and listen to you wail
And feel so wealthy with home fires and supper-soup feast
And then I thank the Lord for shelter from your howling
gale
A glimpse-of-heaven-haven when your weather is a beast
Sometimes I get enough of white fluff dazzling fields
and streets
The beauty that we push, plow, shovel keeps me torn between
The wonder of your wander-lands swaddled in pristine sheets
And hunger for wild-flower strands and meadows em’rald green
But then I hold a mug of Hot after your cold halloo
And feel So Very Fine in fuzzy-slippered hearth-front
chats
After I turned the other cheek and you fist-cuffed it too
Though I had put on armour of coats, mitts, boots, scarves and
hats
Sometimes you are a flirt, your kiss soft, starry-eyed
delight
Sometimes you are a jerk and push me hard across the yard
Sometimes you are a lonesome fellow calling through the
night
Sometimes a rowdy, rough-neck rogue, sometimes a brooding
bard
Belief is trust in Something that we cannot see or touch
Where Hope and truth comprise the age-old faith to which
we cling
So I am not completely over-whelmed by your clutch
Knowing that given time enough, you always yield to spring
© Janet Martin
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