Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Kind

The snake curled around my arm is not jewelry.
Go ahead; touch it.

Oh dear. I should have warned you
that I sometimes give terrible advice.

Never mind. Let me suck out the venom,
even if never quite enough--

and if my lips taste bitter as I kiss you, darling,
I apologize.

Please, while there's still time,
be kind
by whispering me your forgiveness--
my love so saturnine.
_______
 

13 comments:

  1. Wow. Every. Single. Day. You leave me speechless. Because there is no way to say brilliant and breathtaking seventeen million ways. And you just keep knocking them right out of the park.

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  2. Loved the very underused word 'saturnine'--(ruled by Saturn, gloom and doom, or perhaps in this case just poisoned--)at the end, and the rhyme just made it more delicious. Yes, those who give us bad advice--on purpose, I fear, in this case--seem to expect forgiveness as a matter of course. Enjoyed the funky tune as well.

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  3. you ARE a wicked Shay!



    Warm Aloha from Honolulu
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  4. had to look up 'saturnine'

    love

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  5. The famous last words of every unreliable narrator,

    "Oh dear. I should have warned you
    that I sometimes give terrible advice."

    loved this, Mosk

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  6. .. Sherry said what I'm always thinking when I read 'Shay Poetry' .. there are not enough superlatives to describe your genius. Does it ever 'go to your head'??? Somehow I doubt it.

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  7. KILLER last line!

    and great tune!

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