it is time to question
all the answers that just
drop into palms
like peaches, ripe
heavy, round
sweetly complacent
nothing comes this easy–
nothing true, anyway
like how this silence
presses past why
and moves into deep losing
of what was never touched
but reached
I have kinship
with that mermaid
from my daughter’s favorite story–
the one that saved a drowning man
and traded water for air,
speech for legs, as if somehow
she could stand and earn the means
to buy back words
without first learning
something essential
as walking
Susan Daniels Poetry 
I love your reference to the mermaid.
Aw, thanks, Julie! Odd where we get inspiration from. This was generated by one of my doctors misspeaking. Like where it led–out of my element, like the mermaid.
Love it!
David, thank you.
Susan the end just keeps getting better from the previous. Excellent and it’s the 1st verse for me 🙂
Oh, thanks so much!
“Question Authority”
Exactly.
Nothing comes this easy, indeed. As if we should expect something like love returned when none is given.
🙂 you’ve got it!
That first stanza is lovely. I think it would work on its own. 🙂
Thanks, Mike! It is kind of a standalone more than an intro…we shall see what comes of it 😉