warrior’s heart
i think of you:
your warrior’s heart
its toughened blister
-but not for me
-not ever for me
has served you well:
keeper of your flame
it’s kept your secrets
kept your seasoned wit
kept your quiet expectations
kept your easy wisdom
kept you for me
everything for me
all of you for me
always for me
forever for me
just waiting for me:
to untether its strings
puncture its wound
untangle its weave
and I am here:
so that we shall fold
this rare metal
this precious metal
this noble metal
this keeper of your heart
this weathered chain mail
and keep it safe
as it has kept you
Tom
WOW…I am speechless…a first for me.
Metro Man
Again I ask, why aren’t you published? Your poetry is like classical music for the brain. Anything you write takes me into another space. Your poetry takes me to another world.
Lyndee
I ask myself the very same question with every reading of ASL’s works!
O
That was lovely–
thank you.
Best,
O
David
You evoke such strong, even reverent, images in your poetry. The dirty stuff is fun (and gives me the proverbial “woody” more than I’d like to admit), but it is the rhymes, your heartsounds, that cause me to pause, ponder, soar and fall in love with the English language over and over again. Love, David
Angela St. Lawrence
Wow! I need to hear this, guys, ‘cuz –quite honestly– I don’t think I write so well. Although I love doing it…so I do it. And do it. And do it. Thanks so very much from the bottom of my heart.
Tom
The bottom of your heart must be an amazing place…