{"id":655,"date":"2019-03-02T22:11:38","date_gmt":"2019-03-02T22:11:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/?p=655"},"modified":"2019-03-02T22:11:38","modified_gmt":"2019-03-02T22:11:38","slug":"love-of-words-guest-poem-by-todd-mikosh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ladykathleen.com\/poetry\/love-of-words-guest-poem-by-todd-mikosh\/","title":{"rendered":"Love of Words &#8211; Guest Poem by Todd Mikosh"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"clear: both\"><\/div>\n<p>She told me tales, allegoric of this truth disclosed.<br \/>\nA year ago, a years-on friend who suddenly proposed!<br \/>\nA fear to know, she laughed at pining love left unopposed.<br \/>\nToo near to go, the spurning act left fences all enclosed.<br \/>\nA warning then, that I should not let my love be exposed.<\/p>\n<p>I have a need &#8212; &#8220;Will you marry me?&#8221;<br \/>\nOf tales I know distrust.<br \/>\nLove is free &#8212;<br \/>\nBut strings and chains we bust.<br \/>\nI need to ask &#8212; &#8220;Will words speak for me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I spoke the twain, made mocking promises to wear the yoke.<br \/>\nAnd now for her, the sacred vow has turned to silly joke.<br \/>\nShe spoke the twain, unlaughing as she spurned me with a poke.<br \/>\nAnd now for me, the sacred cow has burned to&nbsp; wily smoke.<br \/>\nThe walls of ice, the bleach-white cinder-blocks are all now broke.<\/p>\n<p>I have a need &#8212; &#8220;Will you marry me?&#8221;<br \/>\nMy words have gone to dust.<br \/>\nWords are free &#8212;<br \/>\nI write because I must.<br \/>\nI need to ask &#8212; &#8220;Can words speak for me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Fragment 36,&#8221; an unfinished verse which was omitted from the final version of the poem,<br \/>\nis also published in his book&nbsp;<span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Mangled Doves<\/span>.<\/p>\n<p>Invisible, wear the apparently-not-single ring.<br \/>\nVulnerable, Oh, none of that&#8211;of Love and Fear I sing.<br \/>\nInvincible, possessiveness and jealousy they bring.<br \/>\nVenerable, that noble institution that is king.<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>Poem Style &#8211; No Style Format \/ Poem Catagory &#8211; Love<br \/>\nWritten by Guest Poet: <em>Todd Mikosh<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>She told me tales, allegoric of this truth disclosed. A year ago, a years-on friend who suddenly proposed! A fear to know, she laughed at pining love left unopposed. Too near to go, the spurning act left fences all enclosed. A warning then, that I should not let my love be exposed. 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