The Big Bad Wolf – a poem
30 May
Oh, howler monkeys, barking brothers, give me a sign!
Oh, mossies with your accidental inoculations and incessant whine!
Oh, reckless horses grazing rain-soaked on hillsides!
Oh, back-lit cloud-filled glowing eve moonlight!
Oh, parrots screeching, paired in flight!
Oh, cicada electric diamond dust-mite!
Whisper to me, what’s next in this life?
Oh, you ebb and flow, you gradual let go,
you unpredictable tides toss my ego to the side.
Oh, you kindhearted warriors and medicine men
converting skeptics to believers; thanking god, forgiving sin.
Oh, lift me sky high, you wondrous ride,
wings wide embracing sight, souring to glide
darting to find with shimmering eyes.
Oh, certainty, undressed in this magical mess,
monsters loom whispering sexy sounds of death
Rundown, wrung out, mind void of sound
shoulders unwound spiral toward the ground..
Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?
Laa laa laa laa laa?
Oh, the future is bright!
Soul, fear not of heights!
Simply squeeze myself tight,
love, and believe with all my might,
everything’s already alright.
(inspired by whitman, panama, and my beating heart)
MRumianowski