Splatters of Poetry

postcard

Your postcard came on
____________Tuesday
______blank.

If a picture’s worth a thousand-
why won’t they come?

_____but
_____words
_____don’t
_____ come

So I find you, instead.
_______________________You come like autumn
____brown paper peeled away
you come with your god-like splendor
with the heat of Indian summer
__________still
_______wild and fresh on your breath

I should have known then

I should have seen
The yellow in the corners
and the death-like flavour of your kisses
_________________spreading from the root
first to limbs
(entangled as they were)
_________then straight to leaves and heart.

I should have known then
as you crushed your trees and crimson longings
_______________into my chest
That winter was
already here.

posted by Erin @ 6:45 AM