, she’s full too soon.
some slice of lozenge
on a tired tongue,
all wolf.
avoid her crescent
cheshire cat smile,
the miles she glows.
the things she knows.
avoid her turbulent
tides, the rise and fall
of sea. the way you looked
at me.
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I like how you tied the title into the poem and started with a comma. I have never seen this before.
Thank you, Ali. I like to play with form and punctuation. Thanks for noticing that.
I kind of wanted it to say, “I dare you,” after the last line, since it’s basically impossible to avoid the moon and its pull. Plus, the second stanza sounds so inviting, like you don’t really think anyone can heed your advice. I always love it when “Cheshire” pops up in a poem. 🙂
What you did with the last kine break is very clever.
Thanks, Girl. 🙂 I love that damn Cheshire Cat.
the last line….*swoon*
Thanks, Kir. 🙂
so memorable!
“her crescent
cheshire cat smile,”