Butter churn 


 

sometimes,

i avoid 

men

because

i can’t seem 

to tell

the difference 

between the candy heart

little boys 

pass out on Valentine’s Day

and the forever locket

in a good man’s 

hand

so til i get this thing

figured out

i think 

i will 

hide in a butter churn

and pretend

to be 

one of the 

three little pigs…

roll

 down this hill

and tell myself

i’m scaring 

the big bad Wolf 

away

12 comments

  1. Kae I appreciate the poem. I hear it as both playful and serious. You pose a good question! How do we really know the intentions of someone we are attracted to or they to us. We don’t. The only way we have hope is through intuition and prayer. Thanks and Blessings my friend Roland ☺️

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