A Holy Surrender

For Mary

 

Think brush-fire in a gazebo,

                      Mother Mary shedding what seems

             to be truth, an absolute

                               answer to questions that

               have sparked an interest in her

for years.

 

Perhaps, the bigger picture is mobile, steady

and traveling and skirting its way

across every kid on campus.

This one girl is laughing, another is

Shaking her dark mane of hair,

                                                                                    Smoking a Marlboro Red.

She is on fire and I

Want to be on fire, too.

 

Anything to avoid the frost.

Locals say the campus it coldest when November

Chills the bone, stays close to our chest

But nothing can be worse than

Watching a group

huddle together,

one cigarette passing between all       

Six of them.

I wonder if there’s room for one more.


Comments:
 
zaccats   zaccats wrote
on 11/8/2011 11:09:01 PM
We are all aiming to write things that appeal to a broad range of tastes and interests. I applaud you for the effort here. Please keep up the good work and good luck at college. Sincerely zaccat

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