Man Chego Opuesto
The poem that skipped a day
Playfully grabbed my behind
The trip abroad that I ought to have planned
Called to tell me it was breaking up
The big lunch I just ate
Poised itself, so that it’s feathers could glisten in the sun
The stupid things which I had yet to do
Crawled out of the moon and slapped me with their eyes
The massage I really needed rolled it’s eyes and went back to playing video games
The painting I never finished remembered my Birthday, and selected the most thoughtful gift
The view out of my window sold me three for the price of one
The noises on the street sat untouched until they went bad
The bottle of wine I was saving got a ticket and had to move
The memories of my loved ones crusted in my eyes while I slept
The cool breezes of today were hatched in deathly still drought, their parched mouths gasping, their hands reaching futilely down a bare well.
The toes on my feet which remember the cold of freshly tilled soil, bought scalped tickets to a Michaelangelo.
The lamplight spread it’s toe beans and silently waited to pounce
The scrabble game locked itself in the bathroom
Modern mansions scattered like exploding clay skeet
Bomb of a poem! Opposites and stand-ins everywhere.
Thank you so much, Amy! I really felt I was remembering my love of poetry with this one!
so many great lines, I especially love:
“The cool breezes of today were hatched in deathly still drought, their parched mouths gasping, their hands reaching futilely down a bare well.”
Thank you, Bill! I write things sometimes and try to figure out why later. It’s almost automatic. Sometimes I revise or even re write a different poem with the same sentiment, but in this case I didn’t touch it. I definitely noted later that that line stood out as different than the others and haven’t quite figured out what it means. So glad it stood out in a good way for you!
This is beautiful. I love all of the opposites.
And this line:
“The memories of my loved ones crusted in my eyes while I slept”
Thank you for reading and enjoying!