The heft-weight of truth-seeking
presses in on all our fond
and fearful dreams,
close enough to touch.
Meaning as this brown bat
at midnight alighting
on cactus flowers,
eating nectar and pollen.
Of course, you don’t want
truth’s meaning landing
in your hair by mistake.
Be alert to certain limits.
Ed Higgins' poems and short fiction have appeared in various
print and online journals including recently: Peacock Journal, Uut
Poetry, Triggerfish Critical Review, and Tigershark Magazine, among
others. Ed teaches at George Fox University, south of Portland, Oregon. He is
also Asst. Fiction Editor for Ireland-based Brilliant Flash Fiction.
Dear Ed, a powerful piece which gives me something to think about. Well written, thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Inge
An intriguing write, Ed. I like the turning to truth here.
ReplyDeleteNice write, Ed. I enjoyed reading it. Continued blessings to you!
ReplyDelete-MJ
(www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com)
ha ha, loved the ending, especially
ReplyDeleteDear Ed,
ReplyDeleteIt's so good to see so many lovely comments on your poem. The couplet format allows the reader to pause and take in what you have already conveyed.
Thank you for your insightful verse. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us.
Blessings,
Karen
Comically told Ed. Bat or Bumble bee, I don't care.
ReplyDeleteI do not need either fumbling around with my hair.
Knight Writer