100 poems/52 weeks challenge’ 2018
“La Pausa” by Kelly Borsheim
For many days,
I sat upon the swing of my mind
and played with word-games
till my mouth was full.
I told people
I am gentle,
You have to chew my ambition
and twirl me a little bit to–
I am suffering an interruption.
A rather vivid eruption,
of a heart that was supposed to stay quiet
throughout the course of this poem.
There is a figure that stands in the room
and slips under my eyelids every-time I sleep
And every morning when I wake up,
I am always afraid
I am still dreaming
and then I go out and really see You,
as if reminiscing the cloud that was last night.
I am afraid.
I am pleased.
Author Notes: As a surreal poet, form is my greatest play. But sometimes
my heart does not obey me and that is potent. Unifying.