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3 things.

June 5, 2011 0 comments Article Poetry/Prose

Name three things you know she said, a simple request but it struck deep down in my heart, that place where your soul hides away

It knocked on the door when I wasn’t expecting anyone and I seemed I said okay.

Three things I know? 3 things I know….Well gods, I said, 3 things I suppose ain’t that much. and I do know some things that amount to a whole bunch.

I’ll go with the easy one  right in front of me, I know I love him and he loves me although I don’t know why sometimes. Maybe it’s these lips, or these hips but it’s one thing I know real deep. Deep like my blood, deep like my bones. My heart ain’t No stone. It’s like a Caravan of Drums, a beating away ” I love ..this man”

There ain’t no other blue eyes I wanna see across the bed from me, Ain’t no other ever to be.

But that’s just one thing…and what if it goes away? What is left of me?

Well the other thing I know is I make the best chicken soup in the ‘verse, it’s powerful stuff that brings us all together.

more than food, more than nourishment…it kind of makes everyone better. Heals those aches in your heart and takes away the hurts.

homemade noodles, carrots and celery too, simple stuff, salt of the earth but it makes it all right..it’s all right.

the last thing I know is that I’m searching hard for my song. The song of my heart, the beat of my soul. Sometimes I forget you know? So I ask the gods to maybe sing it for me but they can’t commit, they got their own choir pages of masterful phrases and just smile at me and sing ” Keep humming darlin and you’ll see”

So I turn to the trees and ask them for a tune but they’re also busy, growin till noon.I ask the Oak, stoic and brave but he just hums his deep melody all through the day. I ask the willow, kissing the river and she giggles a bit, smiles away and keeps on doing her truth each day. I ask the pines, wise and ever-knowing but their choruses are not mine and get taken along by the wind a blowing.

So I turn to the fox, the deer, the owl and they just stare. We see you love, they say, but we have no song like yours today.

I sit quite and try to feel the notes down real deep, but still a silence comes back, not a tune I want to keep. So I sit and write waiting for the song,

Knowing that one day I might stumble upon “a symphony in the key of me” right there all along.

-Kitsune, 2011

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