Day of Odd Days by James ZealyOn a day of odd days
When impressions
Misguide sensory perception
We on happenstance
Found surprises in sensitivity
Whose attributes have no gender
From that intriguing beginning
Began a discourse of us
Alike and unlike
Views agreed to disagree
Challenging debates
Pugnacious defenses
Passionate waves of words
Intellectual coalesce
And intimate congruence
Create a sense of understanding
And denial all at once
Of what is true
Four simple letters, L O V E
Have entered despite our intent
And I for one am glad it did
Those simple letters evoke fear
Transmit terror
Encapsulate panic
Except when it is understood
And for once I do
At last I do
08/01/2009
Posted on 08/01/2009 Copyright © 2025 James Zealy
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 08/01/09 at 09:31 AM I remember that odd day. Love that is understood and not mistreated, is the best gift of all- a gift I cherish, Kee. |
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/01/09 at 04:03 PM This is great, James! |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/09/09 at 05:03 PM Excellent linguistics...poetics James. A fun read despite its serious subject. |
Posted by Lori Blair on 10/12/11 at 10:21 PM Superb work! I truly enjoyed this and just so soul touching! |
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