Patricia Lee Sharpe

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Coming And Going Love


“These are a different type of ‘love poems’.
They are exciting and honest, and they will blow your mind!”

“You will be thrilled by Patricia Lee Sharpe’s fast-paced and moving verse. This is a great little book.”

–Leah Maines, author of Beyond the River

 

BIRD BRAIN

With all this coming and going, love,
I begin to feel like a little plastic bird
clamped on the rim
of an empty glass
bobbing
up an down
on my own little spring
upanddown
upanddown
my red plastic beak
going upanddown
upanddown
pecking
up and
down
and
up
and
d
o
w
n
.
NETTLES

Reaching a wide open meadow,
a small animal stopped. She looked in all directions.
There weren’t any signposts or well-worn paths
to tell her, “This is the way, safe and right,
for you.” The animal looked up.
The sun hurt her eyes and made her cringe.
On a bright warm day, without a cloud in the sky,
without the least whisper of a breeze,
she shivered. She looked about and saw a hole,
a place to be secure. She scurried,
she scampered,
she scuttled for it,
as if something huge and hungry were right on her tail.
And so she ate the weeds of necessity.
She ate thistles and prickles and thorns
and never suffered from a shortage of nettles.
“There’s much to be said for nettles,” she thought.
But often she would lie at the mouth of the burrow
and look out at the meadow
and look up at the sky
and look and look
and look.

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