Wednesday, April 7, 2010

How can I be so right so wrong

For her

It’s strong and wild like the wind on the Kazakh steppe
It’s having seen the world in pink and now all derision
It’s horse sausage imported and dropped
It’s that glow that made her shine throughout
It’s telling the truth even though it turns against onself

– Leonard “Right and Wrong” Blumfeld (© 2010)

Unusual love (“think of your current love, your current obsession or the one who got away”) for napowrimo #8.


Stan Ski said...

It's a powerful thing that can do/be all that.
Good stuff!

Leonard Blumfeld said...

Thanks, Stan!

Short Poems said...

Hi Leonard, I love your line of thoughts here :)

Marinela x

Red Shoe Artist said...

Makes me wish someone could see me in that same light. Great Poem

Rallentanda said...

A pink world
imported horse sausage
and reluctant true confession
is always
a good combination
for a poem
about anything
well done

Dan Rako said...

"...the wind on the Kazakh steppe"

Awesome work!

Wayne Pitchko said...

I like what you did here..thanks for sharing

one more believer said...

everything from beginning to end shines of a love poem... tho the best is the last line for me.... repairable repartee

K. Kayin W. said...

I find the second to fourth lines very strong, the "Kazakh steppe" - after looking up what it was - really conveyed a personality that has a wild, unpredictable strength, so line 3 and 4 kind of reinforced that feeling for me.