- Non-Erotic Poetry
- mother words
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Click herewe boil eggs by the half dozen
he eats only the whites
you eat only yolks
shells go to the snails
I will not become the mother who complains
about getting only
crusts and discarded toppings
because it is my choice
we pencil appointments
scramble in the new school year
we start the game rolling and then sneak inside
already I miss them
mud and stick habitats
chalkprint fence rows
my pastel shows
a softness that has grown over
broken glass and stainless blades
nocturnal emission hand shakes
kneeling before strangers no more
I do not need
what they feed me
and you,
you climb up into easy lap comfort
missing the edge, but not tonight
tonight we lie easy
sunken into soft cloth reassurance
dare I say it
love, promise, you
- COMMENTS
normal jeanover 16 years agoLove and poetry about real things. I have come to enjoy this type of work by people who have come and gone from Lit. Let us pray that this one here doesn't "get away"..
