Sunday, November 17, 2013

November Poem-A-Day 12

That moment

You realise she cannot
frame a sentence

with a noun clause and predicate
with information

important to you.

It matters to her
that you believe she knows

what she’s talking about
and has a mere momentary lapse

hundreds of times a day.

The flight through bad weather
seems like a miracle

and less than an hour
being airborne has you step

thankfully on solid ground.

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