Cherry

18 Nov

I’m new here.
Take me in,
Show me your
Ants on a log.
Show me your
Childish smile, your
Sanctuary.

It’s nice to be by myself, but
Hands clasping hands
Brings me to the somebody else I could be.

I’ll let her out.

I can push away the disappointment
I once had when I was younger,
A pin in a row.
I’ve opened my eyes and stepped in,
Toe by toe, then
pull back into the cold.

It feels good to be here,
My solitary pen dripping fuel
Of a new me
Onto a medium I have yet to explore.
I’m not sure if I’ll let it explode, absorb my words,
Or lick delicately my fingertips,
because it’s intoxicating.

Alone, my table is full of containers to satisfy.
Below, empty space holds colors of smiles,
Smells of dirty feet unafraid to stain shoes.
Even better, sweet toes tapping the uncertainty together,
A lush feeling.
A youthful submission to consciousness.

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4 Responses to “Cherry”

  1. Marlynn Schotland November 20, 2016 at 8:25 pm #

    Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing, Becky.

  2. Renée ♥ November 22, 2016 at 1:42 pm #

    Lovely, and very thoughtful, Becky.

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