Upon My Drum

Upon My Drum
 
 
Your piercing eyes penetrate the cracks in my armor.
 
A fine thread like the one dangling the
ghost beads around my neck binds us...
juniper and turquoise... a reminder of you.
 
I flirt with absolute loss
as you frequently seduce me.
 
My heart skips a beat.
My nostrils flare like those of
a wild horse poised to flee.
 
Your seductive whispers
haunt as they pour over me
like shadows flowing
from the valleys of the night.
 
A damp pillow case remains valiantly
like a rain soaked flag in a violently fought battle
shaking and pounding throughout the night.
 
I hear your rattle upon my drum
like nails being driven... all but one.
An ancient hammer will see the last one done.
 
I have fought you with every fiber.
I have cried... I have lied for you.
 
You are my oldest friend, ancient foe.
We have always known...
you will never let me go.
 
I have not cheated you, my old friend.
I have simply been saved... again and again
for precious time to be shared
with others here... now and then.
 
I honor your truth
and will not hide from you
but for me there are still
wondrous things left to do.
 
I know someday you will come for me
when my greater battles are finally won.
 
Then one last time...
I will listen for your rattle
upon my drum.
 
Like a nail being driven,
your glorious hammer
will see the last one done.

 
 

    
 

    
 

I read this poem at the Talent Poetry open mic on 01/08/15
I read this poem at the Poetry Critique group on 01/17/15


Line count: 40 lines
Form: Free verse
Entered in the following contests:
Muse Masters Poetry Contest for Jan/Feb
Shadows and Light Poetry contest Round 18 due 11:59 PM WDC time Dec. 14. 2014
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