Recycling Ruminations #1

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Ok, call me a lazy blogger, but I decided to repost an entry from almost three years ago. Geez, sometimes it’s hard to believe I’ve done this for three years. Anyhoo, it’s a poem (pause for collective groan from you readers). Many of you probably don’t go rummaging through my archives or other categories, so I thought I’d repost this entry originally published on July 4, 2005.

So, in keeping with the “rules” of A Writer’s Book of Days, I ran with the first thing that popped in my head: “His voice was like honey.” I know, I know, I groaned when I first said it as well, but I went with it anyway. It turned into a poem, and I tried to keep it from being cheesy. But here it is in an early form. As of now, I don’t have a definite title. I’m thinking simply “Honey” or maybe “The Existence of Bees.” I don’t know. If you have something constructive to say, feel free to leave me a comment.

His voice was like honey.
The sound made me want
to be the wand —
to dip myself in his words,
to coat my mind
in his verbs,
his nouns,
his phonetic sounds —
to drizzle them in the air
so that everyone could hear
the sweetness —
not fabricated,
not calculated,
not orchestrated,
but simple,
natural,
magical.
When he stopped, my thumb ached
to sweep across his lips in case
a lingering trace
was left to taste.
And I had never been so pleased
about the existence of bees.

UPDATE: In rereading the poem, I’ve thought about a revision. Perhaps taking the third person and turning it into second person so that the reader is speaking TO someone instead of ABOUT someone. Check it…

Your voice is like honey.
The sound makes me long
to be the wand —
to dip myself in your words,
to coat my mind
in your verbs,
your nouns,
your phonetic sounds —
to drizzle them in the air
so that everyone could hear
the sweetness —
not fabricated,
not calculated,
not orchestrated,
but simple,
natural,
magical.
When you stop, my thumb aches
to sweep across your lips in case
a lingering trace
is left to taste.
And I have never been so pleased
about the existence of bees.

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