I wanted to write you a love poem
but all I have are words
made of letters formed from
ideas that once were pictures
representing things only
considered real
I got to thinking of the languages
you know, you learned by listening
to chickens, cluck, screech and caw
You look for hawks in their
racket and the lost chick
at their bidding
Your eyes change in the light like
night eyes you’ve shown me, see
the rabbit eyes glow round, look
they differ from a cat, a skunk
a man, learn them all and you’ll never fear
the inevitable darkness
Being more domesticated, even I
now hear the difference: in someone’s
coming bark, unknown livestock,
it’s a dog, a friend, a stranger.
But I couldn’t tell them
apart before you
All that time, living in a world full
of language I never heard, I couldn’t find
water by following beetles, I didn’t
look in the dust to check my messages,
whisper with horses by sharing breath or even
believe in love
Chicago Il. April 4th 2013 Day 4 Napowrimo
© 2013 Abby Smith, Writer
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Abby, your words inspire me to have a closer look at the details of the day. And for this i am grateful.
so nice to hear from you Alicia! glad you are still enjoying vsvevg, hope to see you on my next visit to IC, besos a
I love this one, especially this part:
“I got to thinking of the languages
you know, you learned by listening
to chickens, cluck, screech and caw
You look for hawks in their
racket and the lost chick
at their bidding”
I love the idea behind it and the words you chose; so lovely.
It funny and I think I wrote about it, but I can’t remember where, I thought Felipe learned to understand the chickens from caring for them as a child, but he has learned since we moved to Mexico, just by watching and listening. He is all detail, and I am broad strokes, it’s a good combination, but I admire his focus.
Okay, Abby, maybe you should not peak so soon in the thirty days. That is probably my favorite so far, you will have to write extra hard to beat this one.
will do my best 🙂 thanks Larry xoxo a
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Wow. i.m thinking i should slow down and get to know my man like you know yours. Thank you for this poem, Abby!
Thank you Natalie 🙂 living together in the middle of nowhere allows for much observation.