“Next time, just say so” is what she said on Valentine’s Day as they entered that favorite spot for writing on Sunday afternoons of late and stood in line to order two Pellegrino waters and the customary double shot Espresso.
Why did those words strike
with the ferocity of calumniation?
Something borne in them by the sender
Or something wholly borne by the receiver?
Cutting to the quick of things
Mind not yet even in the thick of things
As Frank Sinatra sings:
“Just the way you look tonight.”
When the dipsy-doodles
of an ordinary day
Come soliciting for more than minor vicissitudes-
Will you be ready?
Will the wispy, white-grey hairs
Of your beard be a symbol of sagacity,
Of wise choices made among whispers
Of something beyond the moment?
A herald that the smoky incense
given off by the firings between your
Interstitial synaptic spaces
Marks the provenance of pansophy?
Or will your choicest decisions be
Like swollen apples on the slow rot sitting
On the ground waiting for a fubsy, little fellow
To come along in due time?
A fubsy, little fellow willing to satiate
With the easy, reachable bite to eat
Rather than hold a vision of what might be
Offered in the ripening available at higher reaches of the mind?
Handcrafted poetry by John Hines, 02/14/2016
This is another (the sixth week of such poems) in the series of 7 www.dictionary.com words-of-the-day poems (http://coachhinesblogs.com/2016/02/11/songs-of-summer-solstice). This week’s words available for crafting into poetry were: provenance, dipsy-doodle, sagacity, vicissitude, fubsy, interstitial, and calumniate. Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed :).