Poetry crap

Shelter

 

 

Come lie in my shadow

on those hot, hot summer days

when immeasurable bitters

leave you parched

 

Take refuge beneath me

when tempests rage

and winds howl

choked emotion

 

Put me on like a coat,

or a glove or a shoe

anything, everything

to prevent bruising

 

Drift with me in solace

and understanding

When you’re hedged in shrubbery

and the clippers won’t snap

 

Spinning and twining

cut the ties

break your band

Let them fall to dust

 

Grasp my hand and follow me

as I raise the dawn

Drenching you in honeyed rays

embracing paradise

 

Feel free to receive

rest and reprieve

Let’s traipse, let’s waltz

spellbound self education

 

Find pleasure in my pasture

Take nourishment from this

sweet buttercup, filled full

of my youth; only for you