
rusty
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
i cannot write
it’s all gone wrong
my words elude me
like a song
that i’ve sung
many times before
and yet recall
the tune no more
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i cannot write
it’s all gone wrong
my words elude me
like a song
that i’ve sung
many times before
and yet recall
the tune no more
The world does not depend on me, I know.
I am no expert here, no talking head.
My currents drive no universal flow.
Wisdom will not go missing when I’m dead.
Her hair is dressed in roses;
a waved trellis,
verdant and visceral,
rooted in animus
(head-as-hostile-soil).
She loves him with a love profound,
but not that well-expressed.
The sweetness sings inside her heart
but rarely leaves her chest.
Your every move is cagey, I suspect;
and thus I am a trifle circumspect
in interactions co-opted by you.
Take me to the mountain crest
along a winding trail.
Let the sweet air fill my chest;
lift me like a sail.
Sometimes, life’s colors spin away and set us spinning, too.
The air about us thickens, and we lose our point of view.
Away and away to the black-bottomed sea
sailed her man on a whim and a wave.
“No creature above or below escapes me!”
was the promise his blushing bride gave.