Irene: The Day After

THIS is living! For the one I call soulmate. ;-)

Irene: Day After

By Erin Lee

 

His face blankets the kitchen floor

Gray cheeks and eyes so tight

they wrinkle at the sides

Paws splayed like a gymnast; post show

He eats fireworks like gummy worms

I bring the tea to boil.

 

Yesterday’s wine, circa 2009

Candles, triple A’s, flashlights

sigh

As I pull the blinds

Granny sunbathes

Staring up into the sky

I wonder where I put my sunglasses.

 

Come back, b***h! You forgot the car

Wet and wild paths you tore;

Soggy fields, unsettled scores

I run my fingers past foggy the gore

Wondering why he watches True Blood

And bows before

her.

 

Jump on over there

Where the air is clear

And daisies kiss the sky

Winking at the birds above

Unafraid to fly.

 

He bites my bottom lip

When he kisses love into my sigh

And I wonder should I feel it

Or should I eat his tongue?

I'm unafraid to dine...

The ivory soap is still in front

Where I showered in the rain;

Give it to me good, Irene!

 

Let it go, lose control

We can form a rosy chain

And hit the highway 65

Right into outer space;

squeaky clean.

 

Hopkington grass

Cut like promises from dreams

I can’t get rid of

And a calling from another

Brought in on her wings

I spin and spin

in morning breeze.

 

She’s candy coated

Never bloated

and sure of her next move.

Breaking out of here;

kill the grace.

Sweep me up in your eager rage

(Break a promise more).

 

His arms are lazy at his chest

Too sleepy  to embrace

He hasn’t moved, less the sun

Which covers him for sure

In certain pleading whimpers

“Just five minutes more!”

 

The lights come on!

and the power comes back

with sunlight.

He stirs.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem seems to have many different thoughts all wrapped into one piece. It is like taking a trip through someone else's mind as they are thinking.