Poem: [Seeking an immediate response…]

Seeking an immediate response
I tell her we are salted with fire.
She said nothing all night…

Then, because it was cold, I told her
The police and slaves have made a fire
Beneath the laurel tree.
And it went nowhere, all night…

Growing tired, I finally suggest that we return to the well.
I look outside and see the road has disappeared.
She knows me…


About genemyers

Gene Myers is a New Jersey poet, music journalist and columnist who learned to walk twice. His weekly column is called The Joy of Life. He was awarded first place in Arts and Entertainment Writing by The New Jersey Press Association.
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One Response to Poem: [Seeking an immediate response…]

  1. Dave says:

    Daphne, because I am Sun, I shine
    Why no interest, no words, and no spark…
    Petrified in chastity?
    Another will know me, all night…

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