Some Days

by Dan Garcia-Black

Some days the poetry
Within the world around me,
Is hidden by a thick armor
My eyes cannot pierce.

Some days I can see through
The surface and into the
Living soul of all things;
The leaf, the rock, the people.

On those days I look at the woman beside me
I see through her flesh, her bones
And I see etched upon her heart
Another man’s name.

Those are the days when I write about
How the world pierces me.


Posted on 08/29/2004
Copyright © 2020 Dan Garcia-Black

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/05/05 at 05:51 AM

Dan, was going through Kingfisher's favorites list and this title invited me to read what you'd read. The emotion expressed here is what I've often felt. Bravo!!!

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