Thursday, April 22, 2010

Blue- Eyed Squall

You, crowing about
the fierceness of tomorrow

Your rantings about reverberations and rust
have no traction with me

Your heart has become an emporium
for intergenerational fears

A blue-eyed squall whose attempts
to make me dizzy only fail

Do not try to distract me
with your new saffron colored underwear
or tendrils of a new weave

I will remain up
I will not flinch

Hey, nice earrings

~ J. D. Mackenzie

(inspired by Catherine's Day 22 NaPoWriMo prompt, Wordle)


  1. I especially like the end line. :-)

  2. It's like a man is talking to his wife
    oh!But ...hell,it is good..
    man,I liked it!
    A blue eyed who attempts to make you dizzy...really enjoyed it
    I think the starting of the poem maintains the touch till the end:)

  3. WOW! The whole idea of "intergenerational fears" will haunt me the rest of the day, JD! Thanks! Have a splendid day!

  4. Haunting is a good description. Nicely turned phrases - daunting, actually - with a complete shift in tone with your last line!

  5. JDM,
    Love the ending! Quite a surprise.

  6. blue-eyed!...and, yes, that last line!

  7. Those earrings really pull the ensemb together, don't they?

  8. JDM, great poem, appears like penned with so much ease. And the last line ofcourse!