A Poem by Brooke Boddie

You created your own hell for yourself

You go there from time to time.

I plant my bare feet in the grass

Some times out of this world

Smelling good as hell for you

Like a peony.

Don’t go rushing anywhere fast

Stand right there, and enjoy this high

Who knows if you’ll get another shot?

Enjoy where you are right now.

I wanted to paint today,

but you got me writing poetry

Might have a hard time breathing without you.

Still the wind whispers your name in my ear

Suddenly, I’m seduced

Like a moth to a flame.

You are my little secret,

and “I am yours.”

Only you can interpret the messages

when everyone thinks I have provided all the answers.

Yet, you believe that “Even the alphabet has hidden agendas

when it can be read as clear as day.

Always keeping your eyes peeled..

Something might shock you one day.

Shoulders broad from carrying all the weight,

That journey’s finished now.

Can you feel it?

It’s all around us.

Mere presence shakes the leaves in the spring.

One thought on “10:10

  1. The Ying and the Yang… πŸ”₯πŸŒŽπŸŒ•&πŸ’«

    What a person to MAKE YOU write poetry lol….

    I liked the Xscape ( or 21 Savage πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™‚οΈ??? Lol ) reference….

    Such a myriad of senses expressed in this, well done… Well Done πŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘πŸΎ


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