July 4, 2018Poem

Thank goodness I am getting something right.

citypoliticslovemortality

Thank goodness I am getting something right.

Play softly

With me

There is a fragility

In strength

It splinters inside

With barely a trace

A contained explosion

Rarely witnessed

By the casual observer

Weigh your intervention

Carefully

Wait until the fingerprints

Are wiped

Of fall out

Emotions

Need a coordinated rescue

If you blunder

Blindly through an elaborate

Display

Trample simple pleasures

Breaking china tea pots

Along the way

Have a care

It does not take

A wayward bull

To dance the Paso Doble

With a heart

For it to break

An unguarded moment

A thoughtless word

A reckless charge

A shortened fuse

Might be all

The damage

It would take.