Guest post by poet Rick Subber

Today I’m pleased to feature a poem by Rick Subber, a writing mentor of mine, dear friend, and fellow blogger.

I hope you’ll check out Rick’s blog for smart, light-hearted but deep insights and enjoy his piece here “Nova.”


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by Rick Subber

“I pray you’re not the devil.”

Fears run skeltering through me,
thoughts come rushing, must I burn with blushing?

“Please don’t make me get out of the car.”

You bought my pies, I started when your smile
drew my gaze up to your eyes,
                       one quick breath—

“I’m….     I….”

I was the girl with the bonnet. Your fingers touched my hand,
your words were horizons, I felt the cymbal in my heart,
                       my breast pressed full inside my apron

“Don’t hurt me. Take me with you.”

I cannot think, I had no plan,
no impulse to resist your smile,
            it beckoned me to cross a line,
it tore the thin cloak that pinned my arms
            and wrapped my life

“I will be your woman.”

….I don’t know what those words mean.
Look at me.
I see a stranger in my body, a new spirit says my name,
         new words boil in my brain,
         this sudden dream jolts, this shaking….
I will not risk losing this chance to live,
I will not wait for another smile
         to fill blank spaces in my life,
I will not wait until I have to say ‘I could have but I didn’t….’

“I will not be a girl with a bonnet.”

Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2015 All rights reserved

Read more of Rick Subber’s poems on his website.

Published by
The Australia Times Poetry, September 11, 2015

 



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