Chattering

Born with this big bundle
bursting
and chattering
scattering love like dropped petals
from wildflowers
carelessly and carefully.

Look
what I picked
for you, mommy! From my
hot and sweaty hand
she takes them, but
later I find them
withered
on the sand.

But still
I am alive with love.
Its pulsing
sensate
radiance.
Never sure
it’s wanted
wasted
welcome.

She tells me
my love’s too big
to sit on her lap
without
breaking her knees
her arms won’t reach ‘round it.

My love in me is
flowing.
You squeeze my shoulder
and I turn
to see your eyes
so dark
so glowing
your smile
knowing.

I love you
and it settles
smoulders like a smoky fume.

I love you
and it flares
my kindling
charred
and crackling
consumed in moments.

I love you
and I’m lost in it.
Inside me
outside me
flowing like a lifeline.

Hang on.
I pull you out
from drowning.
I warm you up
and set you breathing.

I love you in
I love you out
teeth chattering.

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3 Comments

  1. Dale Williams

     /  June 3, 2011

    This poem takes me into so many places in my life, childhood, adolescence, young adulthood, old age. So simple yet so deep. Another excellent work of art through my favorite poet ever, Sandy Day.

    Reply
  2. Very nice, it is alive, greatly worded, and powerful, thank you, much appreciated, WS

    Reply
  3. Kathy Dempsey

     /  June 12, 2011

    Beautiful…touched me in my wonder years and brought alive again the child within…Thank you Sandy,

    Kathy Dempsey Nobrega

    Reply

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