Braggart
The days will rally, wreathing
Their crazy tarantelle;
And you must go on breathing,
But I’ll be safe in hell.
Like January weather,
The years will bite and smart,
And pull your bones together
To wrap your chattering heart.
The pretty stuff you’re made of
Will crack and crease and dry.
The thing you are afraid of
Will look from every eye.
You will go faltering after
The [...]
If I had my life to live over again, I’d wear corsets; corsets with lots of firm, true, tough, loyal-hearted garters attached to them all the way around…Never trust a round garter or a Wall Street man.
From “The Garter”
There was a rose that faded young;
I saw its shattered beauty hung
Upon a broken stem.
I heard them say, “What need to care
With roses budding everywhere?”
I did not answer them.
From “Solace”
And why with you, my love, my lord,
Am I spectacularly bored,
Yet do you up and leave me–then
I scream to have you back again?
From “On Being a Woman”
Little do they know, the blind fools, that I’m full of tenderness and affection, and just aching to give and give and give. All they can see is this unfortunate exterior.
From “The Garter”
Frustration
If I had a shiny gun,
I could have a world of fun
Speeding bullets through the brains
Of the folk who give me pains;
Or had I some poison gas,
I could make the moments pass
Bumping off a number of
People whom I do not love.
But I have no lethal weapon-
Thus does Fate our pleasure step on!
So they still are [...]
Stop looking at the world through rose colored bifocals.