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The Pearl Incident
Here’s a picture
Framed in high school
Five alarm blaze puberty
I still taste that cherry lipstick
Forty summers in between
Close to pretty
High compliance
Hallway smile with pheromones
Drifting through my free endorphins
Rising in my torrid zone
Tangled puppets
Swaying homeward
Would-be suitors cruising by
This young cub had snagged the honey
Jumped the queue before their eyes
In the basement
By the crawlspace
Deep freeze rattles, folks are out
Saucer black eyes face-to-facing
Rocked the family room about
By the beach house
On the sand dunes
In a Chevy sprouting weeds
Anywhere the spies weren’t prying
Doing everything we pleased
Foolish bareback
Adolescents
Think they know the rhythm thing
Lacking power of withdrawal
Flirting with the risk it brings
Mama worries
Dad knows something
They must save their active girl
Here’s the news boy, just forget her!
Find yourself another pearl
I remember
Walking nowhere
Not a child and not a man
Haunted by that cherry lipstick
Forty summers out of hand
[Dec 21, 2005]
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The
Poetry of Daniel Harrison