Friday, April 22, 2011

A Yield poem

CATHERINE PERKINS

Yield

No more will I yield
give forth or produce.
I am tired of being obedient
sick of giving up
refuse to relinquish one more inch!
This yielding has got to stop!
Not only is it dangerous for the body
But, surely unhealthy for the mind.

Everywhere in this damn town
Yield here relent there
defer to the ignorant
Whose motto is bliss

I want to:
merge
Onto Versailles Road
from New Circle
and visa versa
unite with my husband
be one with the horse
and land I tend.
I want to combine all that is good
and wallow in what arises from
the MERGE.
To hell with yielding!

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