Wanted – A Sonnet
Wanted: one man who, let me make this clear,
has no motorcycles, no muscle cars
no photos of his ride-on lawn mowers
or with tall lean blondes trimmed out of the frame.
Are you an artist? Do you know the blank page?
Can you understand trying to balance
the housework and day to day with passion?
The short nights when the work flows endlessly?
Do you long to show someone your latest?
Someone who can trust your process; listen.
Can the two of us get the dishes done?
Can we watch night come on, or the dawn?
Share your love and art and process with me
I’ll take your hand in mine and love you too.
Maureen over at NaPoWriMo suggested this prompt today:
Write a poem in the form of a personal ad!
Or, if you like, try any kind of want ad. Personal ads, though, do have a kind of poetry to them.
I had to try this because I tried signing up for a dating service once and it was the most I’d laughed in years. Photo after photo of gleaming motorcycles, muscle cars and yes, ride-on lawnmowers. Sometimes more than one mower. Sometimes a motorcycle or two and a mower or two. I can’t make this stuff up. I thought it was the most wonderfully ridiculous thing I’d ever seen.
And, they all love quiet walks and fires in the fireplaces, movies, boating, a glass of wine. Meet for coffee and chat. Go for a ride. See the world.
I laughed and laughed those nights. No hard feelings guys but thanks for all your photos – they really brightened up some dark times.
