Today's the final day of April, National Poetry Month. As I usually do, I've been putting up poems all month to celebrate, and here's the final one. Last week, I did a guest blog on bad boys at Jungle Red Writers, and there was a lot of interest expressed in my Coyote poems, so I thought I'd close out National Poetry Month with Coyote.
COYOTE IN
BLACK LEATHER
Coyote slides
on black leather
over the
T-shirt
that reins in
biceps, shoulders, chest.
Dark jeans and
biker boots cover the rest
of his long,
lithe body as he invades
your everyday,
suburban life
like a growl.
You avert your
eyes, pretend
you don’t
watch
his tight,
hard body, his mocking face.
You know he’s
bad, doesn’t belong.
Besides,
seeing him makes your face too
red, your
breath too
short, your
bones too
soft, your
clothes too
tight. You
pretend
not to peek,
don’t want him to catch you looking
at the hungry
way he stares at you.
Coyote has no
class.
Coyote is your
secret.
You tell him
it’s more exciting that way.
He lifts the
eyebrow bisected by a scar and stares
you into
silence. He knows
you’re
ashamed. He thinks
you’re ashamed
of him.
Coyote takes
you
to dangerous
places.
In dark, dirty
bars, he threatens drunks
and fights to
protect you.
Coyote takes
you
where no one
else can.
Coyote takes
you
where you
can’t admit you want to go.
Published in Heart’s Migration (Tia
Chucha Press, 2009)
Happy National Poetry Month to all of you! Leave a comment for a chance at the giveaway. And don't forget to pre-order your copy of Every Broken Trust! If you're in the Kansas City area, join me in celebrating at my book launch, Friday, May 10, at 6:30 p.m. at Mysteryscape, 7309 W 80th St., Overland
Park, KS.
So glad to read your poem, Linda! Thank you for sharing this. Love the line, "don’t want him to catch you looking/at the hungry way he stares at you."
ReplyDeleteThanks so much! I have sent you my address (if I copied yours correctly).
ReplyDeleteLove the coyote poem, too -- and the reminder of the bad boys . . . oh, yeah . . .
Jimin, these poems were fun to write, but they're also a gloss on the whole class thing, which plays a large role in the "bad boy" mythos.
ReplyDeleteMary, you did copy my email address right. I just got back from the doctor's office and see it waiting in my inbox.
ReplyDeleteYes, bad boys... sigh...
Great job, Linda!!! Isn't that the truth!! Takes you where you can't admit you want to go.. Wow!! yep.. Good one!!! I LOVE THIS!! And as much as Lloyd liked it for how it fit for the fella side of it, it works just as well for the gal side too!!! PERFECT!!!! :-) Looking forward to reading more and the new book and to see you again one day soon!!! :-) Diane Waddell
ReplyDeleteHi, Diane! I'm glad you liked the poem. I hope I'll see you at my book launch May 10. (Lloyd will have to wait until I get down to Wichita later in the summer.) Hope you're rocking along as beautifully as you usually are. xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteHi Linda! Yes, I plan to be at your book launch tonight!! I am looking forward to it!! I am soooo Excited for you!!! See you soon!!! :-) Diane
DeleteDiane, also notice that you were the final winner for the blog giveaway. See the next post.
DeleteLooking forward to seeing you tonight.
Mm.
ReplyDeletewow.
ReplyDeleteLOVED this, Linda.
So glad you liked it, Kaye!
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