More Warden Than Enamored

Dolce Far Niente ~ John William Godward, 1897


You are here, secreted beneath
rib and bone, beating against
the cage in heartbeat thumps.

I feel more warden than enamored
with a padlock around my tongue
to keep words from making a fool’s escape.

Once love is given wings
it can no longer nest in dreams.
Confession will fly the compass of truth.

©Susie Clevenger 2016

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Comments

brudberg said…
Maybe it's more the anticipation that we love than the confirmation...

Maybe that's what falling in love is all about.
September 27, 2016 at 2:53 PM
Magaly Guerrero said…
I wonder if it would be different, if love it's left free to nest where it wants... even in dreams.
September 27, 2016 at 4:52 PM
Cressida de Nova said…
Love given wings can no longer nest in dreams. Good line.
September 27, 2016 at 8:51 PM
Stacy M.S. said…
Really enjoyed the depiction of a padlock around the tongue!
You have a great knack for word play. Really enjoyed reading.
September 28, 2016 at 12:05 AM
Dr. Vandana Sharma said…
A love that lets you to be free yet keeps you bind to its soul, a beautiful love.
September 28, 2016 at 1:37 AM
Kerry O'Connor said…
This is a very meaty piece, Susie, with a lot to think about, in terms of how difficult it is sometimes to confess one's love.

Confession will fly the compass of truth...
September 28, 2016 at 9:06 AM
jabblog said…
Sometimes, when feelings are voiced, they lose their potency - you have captured this well.
September 28, 2016 at 9:14 AM
Margaret said…
I find the first stanza quite stunning!
September 30, 2016 at 7:33 PM
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