3 out of 22 poems to my king: Birthday Variety

Poems for my king: Birthday Variety, poetry.

 

“Indian Ocean” 

10.8.12


Slightly wet eyes

Come about for an assortment of reasons.

Because a white-pearl stained dress blemished with diamonds and embroidery stands opposite a sharp sable-toned tuxedo.

Or maybe the first steps of a firstborn.

Or after a song sung so soulfully in Sunday service.

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Spritely strolls across stages, hands itching to palm rolled paper deservingly secured and mightily merited

Movies, wars, surprise birthday parties, sickness, or bills

Yeah, tears run into eyeballs and jump out ready to greet the world