Jared Pearce
Believable Lullabies
I want to hold her
Like a guitar, and her
Guitar music to
Hold me,
That between us
Harmony blooms
Like nicotiana which
Stops strangers who ask,
Why is this so beautiful?
It was planted in soil,
It was nurtured in sun,
It drank the rain and wind,
And when the moon
Brought her face to blow
Its trumpet, the flower’s scent
Thrummed and plucked and sang.
Some of Jared Pearce's poems have recently been or will soon be shared in Picaroon, Southword, Wilderness House, Triggerfish, and Valley Voices. His collection, The Annotated Murder of One is just released from Aubade. (www.aubadepublishing.com/annotated-murder-of-one).
Believable Lullabies
I want to hold her
Like a guitar, and her
Guitar music to
Hold me,
That between us
Harmony blooms
Like nicotiana which
Stops strangers who ask,
Why is this so beautiful?
It was planted in soil,
It was nurtured in sun,
It drank the rain and wind,
And when the moon
Brought her face to blow
Its trumpet, the flower’s scent
Thrummed and plucked and sang.
Some of Jared Pearce's poems have recently been or will soon be shared in Picaroon, Southword, Wilderness House, Triggerfish, and Valley Voices. His collection, The Annotated Murder of One is just released from Aubade. (www.aubadepublishing.com/annotated-murder-of-one).