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.
It's a powerful thing that can do/be all that.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff!
Thanks, Stan!
ReplyDeleteHi Leonard, I love your line of thoughts here :)
ReplyDeleteMarinela x
Makes me wish someone could see me in that same light. Great Poem
ReplyDeleteA pink world
ReplyDeleteimported horse sausage
and reluctant true confession
is always
a good combination
for a poem
about anything
well done
"...the wind on the Kazakh steppe"
ReplyDeleteAwesome work!
I like what you did here..thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteeverything from beginning to end shines of a love poem... tho the best is the last line for me.... repairable repartee
ReplyDeleteI 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.
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