Today I went to a required continuing education event in Kokomo. "Defining Pastoral Boundaries" all about sexual harassment and misconduct. I feel tired and really slimy now that it's over. I don't know why. So here is a poem about sexuality.
Profound
When we reach up to
To push through
To make our way into intimacy
Coupled and Trusting
We find bodies are enigmas
Puzzles to solve
We manipulate
Feel the pieces
Discern pictures
In sound and heat
We try to find
Pattern, Rhythm
Seeking answers
To secret questions.
1 comment:
love stanza two here michael-- brilliant-- it does what poetry does well. it's like looking at something you thought was porn only to find it was holiness. get it?
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