2 Poems (Personification)


the geese
above my window
honking their rusty trumpets
reminding me

part of me will go with them
and they will dress me
in their whispery down
promising me pleasures
of southern treats
releasing me
from winter’s grip


I sit here
waiting for you
collecting dust
hugging my pages tight
against the sun
that forces its way
into this library
each day

I can wait forever
for you to open me
you will not be disappointed
you will not be disappointed

Posted: Wed - December 1, 2004 at 12:36 PM