Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #333
To Those Of You
by Belinda Roddie
To those of you who balance on your fences
and keep your toes en pointe until they bleed
against the iron: Cast aside pretenses
and let your smiles be ghoulish as a breed
of hyenas all grinning at their prey.
You're eager to jump off your makeshift perch
and shake the pain of blisters off your gray
and bruising skin. Bring carrion to church,
but hunt after the priest has sent you home.
You'll teeter-totter, sure, while in public,
to appear open-minded as you roam
through urban streets. But talons do the trick,
and gnashing teeth tear souls from present tenses,
while you chew loudly from your crooked fences.
by Belinda Roddie
To those of you who balance on your fences
and keep your toes en pointe until they bleed
against the iron: Cast aside pretenses
and let your smiles be ghoulish as a breed
of hyenas all grinning at their prey.
You're eager to jump off your makeshift perch
and shake the pain of blisters off your gray
and bruising skin. Bring carrion to church,
but hunt after the priest has sent you home.
You'll teeter-totter, sure, while in public,
to appear open-minded as you roam
through urban streets. But talons do the trick,
and gnashing teeth tear souls from present tenses,
while you chew loudly from your crooked fences.
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