Insect, You Are My Sweetest Downfall... Poem by Audrey Stephenson

Insect, You Are My Sweetest Downfall...



You are my sweetest downfall
Wash these words in the morning light
To pound this styrofoam insect sight
These obligations pull the noose so tight

Dissolve all these rescues to abandon one
Blue lips for the last time we are

You are my sweetest downfall
These pitiful blooms begging to be fed
They toss and cry in their lonely bed
Nipping till their eyes are red

Refused your love to compensate
To have both feet on the ground

You are my sweetest downfall
Soder these words on your tired heart
Two weeks and then we'll be apart
So much for your refreshing start

Frozen lips and tingly hands
Scrape your love from the floor to forget the light

You are my sweetest downfall

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sonny Rainshine 14 October 2007

There's real feeling there in this poem and some others of yours. And some gritty, often moving, original language: scrape your love from the floor, wash these words with the morning light. Now, those are powerful arrangements of some well-chosen words. Keep writing.

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