List: I’m just the type…

I'm just the type for whom
no end is suffix (ient):
tap (drip, drip, drip)
where is the beer, the syrup, the flow in this day?
clip (ed) to the
dock 
     do I mean to to say kissed where my ship comes in
     or pinned to the dry velvet of a leaf?

finish (ed)
board (ing)
     shall I wave my handkerchief as I sail off
     or thank the landlady for lunch as I wipe my lips
     sliding my legs across the polished wood?

I must be at least two tired to get anywhere,
    looking in wonder through the iris
    that will bear
    up under
    the snow.

By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

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2 comments

Brad says:

January 3, 2011 at 7:33 am

I love the playfulness with which you tacklerumble the language Bonnie. I feel like a pedestrian on a bushwalk being leapt on from behind by a cyclist with a late-sounding bell and a tickle addiction!

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1. bonniemcclellan says:
  
  January 7, 2011 at 5:50 pm
  
  Thanks Brad, I’m having fun with the polyvalent words. I found quite a few looking at your piece on the crescent moon…”wax” is amazing. Hope to see you at IPM 2MXI.
  
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