The Fulfiller of Expectations

She’s not
asking for the attention
of the holy order
of stoners and slashers
when she walks
with contemplation
or dances
without reservation
in consonance
with her stimulation.

She’s got nature’s approbation
as the fulfiller of the expectations
for rain and laughter.

She does not need modulation.
She’s a woman,
right up front.

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  1. Posted April 20, 2014 at 12:21 am | Permalink

    This is the best poem I’ve read here, ever. Congratulations on not only having something meaningful to say (that, honestly, is the easy part), but also on the skill and craft to put it into a form that has structure and lyricism. A+++, would subscribe to your newsletter.

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