I am paralyzed by hope
distracted by the attentive and raptured
serious and abrasive
who’s siren call entices me
to follow the delicate and complacent lines
Stoic in my congeniality
I want to wrestle the serious
free of itself
and ground it in the laughter
that I thought I had once lost
Impetuous, I am suspended in this moment
held up by the lively mass of words
that assault my eyes in bursts of black and white
uninterested in my search for inspiration
captive by their nonchalant disregard
Tame me, you, the jumbled and lively collection
I am your solemn student now
Do not leave me dejected and unmoved,
left to pine for those cherished moments
when my heart was set ablaze
I will find my way through the perplexed maze,
sober and flushed with the expectation
wistful as you descend to the minute
and point me to where I must look
in between the spaces carved out by your graceful curves
~
Leigh-Anne Tyson
© 2010
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