poem

He used a number of words I despise,
some of which I’d like to re-create.

It’s possible,
but I’m not sure
I would have liked him.

Then again
I have to practice
at liking
myself.
Not for lack of being
a good person.

It’s more like protecting
against what others
may attempt to drag out.
That’s the me that needs
constant development.
I’m comfortable knowing this.

I’ve gotten a little better.

But him-
It’s the way he used the words
that I admire. It’s the sentence
structure that he built which
left so many standing on his
foundation, looking above
and asking how, and what’s next,
and is it really us to wear this
knowledge- to carry on
to the next level.

I think it is.

-M. Taggart

 

 

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