SHE WOULD NEVER SAY THAT

 

The walls of his house are a triptych

On one, he wildly splashes yellow stars

Onto a navy blue background

Repeating on the second wall

Then adding his self-portrait

Joyfully shoveling every fifth star

Into the softest velvet bag

Surely loomed by the finest weavers

And on the third wall stands she

Shaking her head violently

Saying, “Never guess my words

Nor my thoughts…You do not know me

Of course I accept your gift

And here is mine, in poetry”

Pointing to the fourth wall

She says, “Now create the future”

 

© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: NASA Triptych

 

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6 comments

      1. Of course not, Clarissa, I never take responsibility, that’s what the wood ducks are for. I don’t want to contribute to loss of sleep … but if you *happen* to be awake in the early hours again, maybe you could write another? I love it. 😃

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