by Madonna Wilt

Created on: March 26, 2010   Last Updated: April 22, 2010

Sailing into the Bloom

- Janie’s Story – Their Eyes Were Watching God –

I told Nanny that my eyes were watching God,

But she reckoned the bloom,

So she stitched the sail and set

The mule upon my back that eclipsed

The pear tree.

After a season, I laid down

My saddle blanket for another,

Traversing dusty trails that led

To a seat on the porch swing,

The blossom lay dormant,

Concealed

Under the sway

Of the swing.

From my porch seat,

I waited,

Fenced in on all sides,

Bound to a store front

By another’s dream.

Until death came and erased

His wilted manhood, leaving

In its stead, a chocolate cake

Blooming in the void.

My new man

Had a way of telling and showing

Things I never knew.

Moonlit fishing

Breakfast fish fry,

Had to take a gamble

On that Tea Cake, knew

He could be my honey bee.

Petal knees unfolded and wrapped

Within the golden sanctum, came

Fruit blossoms.

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