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A Better Name

by Ken Harnisch

Sometimes in the night
I whispered
Your name when it was
Impermissible of me
To speak it aloud
 
I am too old
To believe in fairy tales
Or happily ever afters
And though this is thought wise
In august minds
I always wondered if
A better name was fear
 
I suppose, at some wild time
I may confess my indulgences
Into fancy, and proclaim aloud
From my lips what my heart has known for years
 
Or I may succumb to both age and fear
And call it wisdom;
Then put it all,
As always,
In a poem.
 

01/15/2008

Posted on 01/16/2008
Copyright © 2019 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/16/08 at 03:07 AM

I love that last stanza. I couldn't have said it better myself.

Posted by Melissa Arel on 01/17/08 at 08:20 PM

and i am so glad you do! i've always enjoyed reading your poems over these past ten or so years and i hope to read more over the next decade! ;o)

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