P V Harrington

Mary's Trapeze - Poem by P V Harrington

Mary can't catch her death from tornadoes
As she sits on the cage with a swing of her legs
They whisper upstairs for a change in the weather
While young Daddy Bling lights a fire to caress.

And you, yes you, would you take a bullet
For the son of a son that you haven't yet met?
Will you rush the high ground, the rest of us haven't,
And carry the torch from the land of bad guesses?

I can't lend a hand, though I'd really love to
The only one here with a family to keep,
We'll post you a tweet and return to the jungle
As Mary throws shades from her dazzling trapeze.

Look there in the dark at the damp cardboard castles
You trample your promise and he'll break your teeth,
It's lost in the thrum of a million heart lines
Mary threads cable, she's got no crowd to please.

Topic(s) of this poem: action, poverty, women

Form: Epistle

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Mary is keeping her head above water by working abroad. Charity begins at home but how far away from our own kith and kin are we prepared to go to help others.

Comments about Mary's Trapeze by P V Harrington

  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (3/30/2015 9:19:00 AM)

    U have captured the scenes and matters very poetically in awesome freeverse description and style. Enjoyed reading this extraordinary poem on routine stuff. Thumbs up. Pls do review my latest poem too titled mother natures. ..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 30, 2015

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