by Ken Harnisch
Deep and dreary is the swamp
I swim to reach you
Though you gave me a map of the bayou
You somehow forgot to mention
The copper mouths clinging to the
Limbs, or the gators, hungering in the
Muddy sun for morsels sweet as me
I should castigate you for that,
I suppose, you thinking
If Im fool enough
To swim my way to your
Doorstep, and if I get past the
Spiders and snakes, well, hell,
Ive got half a chance with you
So far youre worth the adventure
And so far Ive avoided any quicksand
But I wonder why you smile so
While waiting in the shade
And if, in sphinx-like silence
You stand there at the rail
Knowing the roots and mangroves
That Im stumbling on
Are the bleached white bones
Of those whove swam to you before
Author's Note: Once again, thanks Melissa...this time for much-appreciated editorial support
Posted on 02/27/2003
Copyright © 2021 Ken Harnisch
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Melissa Arel on 02/27/03 at 05:16 PM|
You're welcome Ken ;-) You're the one who wrote it, I just gave you a pre-critiquing. Another great one!
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/27/03 at 05:58 PM|
LOL! Sounds like a few of the gals I've known over the years. Great anology Ken.
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 03/01/03 at 04:02 AM|
Boy she sure does play hard to get..Fun poem..Ken...Charlie
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/01/03 at 11:23 AM|
No facades presented here. complete reveation. stripped down to bleached bones. Well, if that isn't showing her what you're made of. at least it's a glad addition to her bone collection. Wonderful Work Ken.
|Posted by Kate Demeree on 03/03/03 at 01:21 PM|
*soft smile* I must say that this is a wonderful piece! Beautifly written and edited! I love Debs comment... wish I had made it..
|Posted by Kate Demeree on 03/03/03 at 01:23 PM|
Forgot to add to my comment that half a chance is alot better than no chance at all!
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/12/03 at 11:58 PM|
Being of Cajun extract and having known a few of those "worth the adventure" women, I have a special appreciation for this one, my friend. Reminds me of the last time I passed through the Atchafalia basin and felt its mystery and danger.
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 07/09/03 at 05:37 PM|
Turn back... I'm sure you could find someone a little less dangerous!!! Great imagery --I felt as though I was there.
|Posted by Shayla R Cakes on 08/28/03 at 07:14 AM|
|Posted by Kris Mara on 04/23/09 at 12:23 PM|
powerful determination -- written so cleanly here -- I like that in your style, you get your point across so well -- and that ending is incredible.