Thursday, October 30, 2008

Poem- Equal and Opposite

Sharp blade
Leashed behind an ivory cage
Pink thread to hold back
All sounds
From all ears

The soft caterpillars
Crawl slow
Deep trails
To the tender ribs
Unleashing laughter

Mirrors twitch
Shifting
Darkening
Then settling
On the screen

His words hit truth
With a open fist

His touch tastes
Every giggle from my sides

His sight scents
Troubles in my face

He stands on the scale
To keep me
On track.

2 comments:

Gaia said...

You have used the photo "call of the wild" without permission. It is posted on Flickr with "all rights reserved"
REMOVE IT IMMEDIATELY.

Serena said...

You are also using CampCrazy Photography photos without written permission....it states on all photos that "All rights are reserved" Please remove promptly!!!