Monday, May 25, 2009
At Times, Confusion
At Times, Confusion
At times, confusion,
uncertainty (fragile gifts
to flower on earth
like perhaps children
who ask only for answers
nobody gives but
are not expected,
the asking being a game
to play in mornings
after a bee sting
a blue snake, Daddy's dead friend,
nightmares about God)
Bobby Byrd
"At Times, Confusion" from Get Some Fuses for the House: Household Poems by Bobby Byrd. Copyright © 1987.
Posted over on Poetry In Motion
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