Tsaa ta tukani

she arches her back as the wine drips
rubies
from her mouth

his tongue
quick, hot, sure
drinks
from her throat

she smiles

he smiles

their eyes meet
and
lifetimes together
lifetimes apart
dissolve

FUCK!
she spits
swiping the table clean with
one sure and
                            fatal
pass

Have i lived this long only to write romance novels and call it
P O E T R Y????

All your poems tell a story, he once said.  Don’t you know that?

Would it matter if I did?  Would they be any better if I didn’t?


Today
low-bellied clouds hovered the plains
legless pregnant cattle tossed to the sky
by inveterate, faceless gods
prairie gods
(unknown on his mountain)
grassland gods
with names like
GrannyCorn and OldManCoyote
and Comanche gods who are never
still
long 
        enough
to be named

This

This

is the peace
you must explain
to all
to everyone
to everyone
                      but
me

Tonight
the harvest moon floats
high
above the stars, and
the gods,
                   all
the gods
are silent
as the deer sleep
fattening
each hour for
unnecessary slaughter

to think that you will never
know
this
that you will never
see
this
      except
through my eyes

just as
i
will step
sure-footed and silent
‘cross the
stones
of your mountain
                                only
in dreams

nonsensenonsensenonsense
                                               F U C K I N G
nonsense

Go back to Romance
she says, blood dripping from her claws

At least there
the dreams are
dross
and no one
                    No
one

cares

©s rogers 25 september 2010

7 thoughts on “Tsaa ta tukani

  1. Jingle says:

    very creative piece,
    from life to poetry,
    beautiful transformation,
    cool writing!

  2. CatGem says:

    thank you, jingle 🙂

  3. kim benjamin says:

    Yeah, I love the way you write too. Your images are very vivid, the stories weave in and out of one another while keeping the same tone, the same feeling. That’s masterwork, I couldn’t do it.

  4. Katley says:

    great imagery here Kitty, very feline and passionate. BTW what doess the title mean?

  5. CatGem says:

    Kim — that’s what i try to do, though i never succeed as often as i wish — thank you for feeling i did here and thank you for taking the time to read and comment
    🙂

    Kately, it’s Commanche for “Silent Night”

    thank you all again for reading 🙂

  6. forpuck says:

    Hot stuff. Liked the visuals, but was a little thrown off by the sidetrack – like being bumped slightly too hard against the side of an coaster ride.

  7. CatGem says:

    actually that’s just the kind of response i was hoping for, ForPuck — although you described it much better than i could have done

    thank you for taking the time to read and comment

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