Kiss Me For It

“Talk nonsense, but talk your own nonsense, and I’ll kiss you for it.” – Razumikhin

The night dogs shift is over
Day is breaking
The new calf is calling
But still
The insects hum night music

The barking dog sounding in the hollow
The crows in the distance
The tea water boiling

Every morning is a letting go

The comets burn by us and
The sun rises on schedule, down to the minute
As if on command

The world is yours, an apple, an oyster
Ripe for the plucking

I just wonder the possibilities
And how the world bends
Brakes and is fixed again


Art by Mr. X


9 thoughts on “Kiss Me For It”

  1. Wow that is a lot of nonsense! You sure you can handle all that kissing? 🙂 I never heard of turkey ticks but that does not sound like fun… unless of course there are kittens involved. 🙂

      1. One of those days I will figure out what is a mistake and what is not.. Like driving up the remote mountain on an empty tank.. I guess I dont mind being stuck up here for a few days 🙂

  2. How do you do it? I don’t think it was nonsense, just life, really. I related to most of it, enjoyed it all, and when I got to the last line, relating back to the original quote, I was stunned. Amazed at where I’d been, and the variety of pictures framed in my mind by this poem. I said aloud, Wow, even though no one was around. Quite enjoyed those several moments spent reading the poem.

    1. ❤ I agree with Scott. I wished you left the long version up, it was excellent, IMHO. I had to pull over by the side of the road with the pronghorns, to finish reading it, because I could not wait. It was like an amazingly good saga.

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