“Through with you” ?
Was anybody fooled ?
You who
pounded my pulse
to the rhythm of verse,
tuned my heart
and restored its voice.
[ You who wallowed with hogs
and lived to tell !
( Although,
when as young as you,
I as well
slipped into slop a time or two. )
Still,
in the future
if you’re drawn to mud,
could you play in puddles
and avoid the slides?
You surfaced soiled
while I damned near died. ]
Powerful words intermingled with love and hate. An excellent, eye-awakening poem!! Complex emotion at its best! Good work, my friend.
Tricia