Post by thefleetsin on Aug 24, 2018 18:23:52 GMT
on my honor
at the very foundation of writing
there
amidst the tasseled stones
fragments
of
bric-a-brac laden bones
right beside
all the scribblings
that
i indeed own:
lies
your heart.
i have kept this secret from
the
very start
knowing
some daddies
get all uppity and sideways looking
when poets
see
boundless opportunities
flaring
from other men's eyes.
still
it remains the endless
sighs
whenever
the light reflects
slicing thoughts of any
compromise
when
it comes to the subject of
honor.
sjw 08/24/18 inspired at this very moment in time by daddy anthony and the family therein.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
at the very foundation of writing
there
amidst the tasseled stones
fragments
of
bric-a-brac laden bones
right beside
all the scribblings
that
i indeed own:
lies
your heart.
i have kept this secret from
the
very start
knowing
some daddies
get all uppity and sideways looking
when poets
see
boundless opportunities
flaring
from other men's eyes.
still
it remains the endless
sighs
whenever
the light reflects
slicing thoughts of any
compromise
when
it comes to the subject of
honor.
sjw 08/24/18 inspired at this very moment in time by daddy anthony and the family therein.
from the 'beauty series' of poems