You played make believe
(pre)tending like
you love this calm
In real life you stopped
in the middle of
Halstead when
the crosswalk sign changed
to a flashing orange hand
Your blistered feet will insist
on clear music and guts
Splashing your warrior face
in honey wine
strong mead
You carry only
a boarding pass
2 artists’ brushes
one small, clean canvas
clutching a tissue paper flower
in your hand
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Day 27 of April / National & Global Poetry Writing Month. This is poem #25 in a Narrative Series that I call She&He in which I explore the relationship between two fictional characters. Their story can be found right here by scrolling back through the month. We move toward denouement as the end of April approaches. Thank you to those who have been reading along with them. Cheers, Jilly 🙂
She & He #25
Jilly's 
”Your blistered feet will insist
on clear music and guts” – Yes.
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I questioned the word ‘guts.’ Glad I stuck with it! Thanks!
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Interesting. “Your blistered feet will insist / on clear music and guts”. And the Warrior line… Facing art with courage? Using art as an escape?
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Hopefully the ‘weapons’ he takes is clear in both symbology and in the literal…
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Bringing brushes for two and a clean canvas with which to start again! This just gets better and better. Does it have to end? I will read this again….
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Excellent analysis! & a tough question, that…
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One you haven’t solved yet, either, I’m guessing.
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au contraire! ‘Tis only a matter of getting the last bit on paper. They told me how it ends now I must have the finesse to write it accurately.
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Will they set the prisoner free once you are done taking their dictation?
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