what’s coming

Maybe our talk should be shaped of
small things, nothing as large
as hope, but perhaps small as love
that starts within a seed.

Before growth, there is potential–
color & scent folded
into code only roses know
& tell after blooming.

I don’t ask for what you can’t bring
but I would tell stories
of what our names mean.  I would sing
truth curled under my tongue.

Before growth, there is potential–
color & scent folded
into code only roses know
& tell after blooming.

I do not ask for or need forgiveness,
that has not happened yet, but waits inside
and if I share this story of us
it is because I have seen it unfold.

Before growth, there is potential–
color & scent folded
into code only roses know
& tell after blooming.

 

***Okay, we all know how much I love forms, right?  NOT!  For playing with words this week, we are doing ballads.  So…  What I did was use the ballad form for something that is not a ballad, because I am rebellious that way.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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12 Responses to what’s coming

  1. Lovely! I am tempted to add –

    Before potential,
    there is desire,
    wrapped in gossamer
    which only the soul can feel,
    heavy as dew drop
    on the fluttering eyelids
    of the mind, waiting, weighty!

  2. Green Speck says:

    I should say this is one of your best love poems … simply awesome !!!

  3. GinAndTulips says:

    I love all this love…and breaking free of the leash!

  4. ruleofstupid says:

    This is very beautiful. The repetition of verse is especially effective.
    Damn you!! 😉

    • LOL, Mike, thanks! Formed poetry does give me a rash, but I think sometimes I need the confines of form to teach me how to twist language a little more effectively… So, I rebel by using slant rhymes and call a story that has not happened yet a ballad 😉

  5. I love words! You spin so well… so well!

  6. Beauiful, Susan. 🙂 (I”ve got a couple of hours to spare before a meeting and I can’t resist the blog) 🙂

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