Stand I Poem by David Hart

' Stand I ' by Dave Hart

Stand I chiseled
akimbo

Nonplused abying excitedly

Transgressions spritely morph
to accolades as accolades
quite blithely transmute
to transgressions ~~

Steeped I
in the merry muck of casuistry

Sub rosa no longer
the numerous welts
from life's chabouk

Forgiving yields balm
on life's wounds

Then and now
I
protean and lithe

Stand I
present
at my pale window
enticed by kinetic swallows

A capricio
cradled in crisp
loving palm
of a cirulean sky

their cheeky chirm
profluent

pondering now
a most delightful conundrum~~~
then and now attent
and I am
exhuberant amidst
contumelious
flouting

Standing bellicose
joyful to be an
acciaccatura to
life's merry
symphony
©David Hart 2006