Loyalty vs honesty

My loyalty is forgotten in my grandma’s house

Among old magazines, last century books, on a wise-dusty shelf.

Don’t accuse me in not being loyal, my poet!

You are the one, who is not loyal yourself…

 

My honesty is an impulsive animal,

It roars, and wails, and bursts in crazy laughs.

Don’t kick away this tender animal, my poet!

Let it stay with us and let it be tough…

 

My love is like a wind from the mountains,

So light! It palms, and tickles, and plays …

Don’t try to cage the flow of love-wind, my poet!

It will die in your arms if you don’t let it go away…

Reviews

[Revery]

Ah, interesting Nona. You are like a voice that echoes through other peoples stories. The reader hears the voice of their own muses. Yes, anyone is a fool to try and hold on, but even in the best of us temporary insanity takes hold every once and a while. The best of us learn with maturity to bounce back and refocus on what is of value and take things the way they are.

This write is very clever. Nice

[Jason Dyer]

Sounds like being in that place (or at least thinking of it) inspires you to write. NOTHING like handling old writing materials, even if it's just to hold them.

[S. Michael Long]

i like this, and the title really caught my attention, im going to make one with the same title if thats ok with you? its very compelling! -s

[Coyote Poetry]

I have the books of my Grandfather. They are 50-100 years old. They are tender to the touch. I like to read the old writers and old world view. It is amazing to learn how much we had changed. I enjoyed the story in this poem. Good to be able to read old words. They teach us to think and write. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

As you shall be free, as your name: Nona in my half blood language Indonesian means woman/girl, free, pure, woman, and white as the wind, so free... yes, poetess, you are! what an ode to your grandmother, and a set free of words in bliss to read...

[symmetryAsymmetry]

By the end of the poem I started getting the feeling that if I read too hard I would smudge the words and kill the ideas!
Keep it wrapped in eider down...this is not only delicate, but also precious. :-)

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

Aw, this is your best poem yet. You pick up on cues very well. Welcome to the english language my loyal master.

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

The loyalty, honesty and the love track are very nicely presented. My best wishes.