Choosing Love

Posted on April 30, 2012 | 13 Comments

How bright the spring morning shined
Clearing the dark dreams from my mind
Washing the sleeper’s crust from my eyes
Looking deep into the mirror for an ally

Solutions in the balance thumbs confused
One over the other leaves two bruised
Eventually time will betray my masquerade
And my fear is both will fade away

© 2012 Michael Yost 4/30

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13 responses to “Choosing Love”

  1. Ina | May 1, 2012 at 12:05 AM | Reply

    🙂 Long live Spring!

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  2. Laurie Kolp | May 1, 2012 at 4:04 AM | Reply

    Love is the best choice…

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  3. Raivenne | May 1, 2012 at 7:34 AM | Reply

    “Washing the sleeper’s crust from my eyes
    Looking deep into the mirror for an ally”

    Love these lines.

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  4. becca givens | May 1, 2012 at 10:43 AM | Reply

    The last two lines of each stanza — resonate with me!! Thank you for sharing ~~ 😀

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  5. Millie Ho | May 1, 2012 at 12:45 PM | Reply

    Great work, Michael! My favorite line was: “Solutions in the balance thumbs confused.” Makes me think of twiddling one’s thumbs while deep in thought.

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    • booguloo | May 1, 2012 at 3:39 PM | Reply

      It’s an old butcher’s (and many others) scheme who would put their thumb on the scale to make the “mark” think that they’re paying the right price ; but actually the mark would end up paying for more than they actually had.

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  6. K. McGee | May 2, 2012 at 4:37 AM | Reply

    I really enjoyed the image in last stanza:

    “One over the other leaves two bruised”

    this line is powerful!

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  7. jesterqueen (@jesterqueen) | May 9, 2012 at 7:57 PM | Reply

    I agree with K. above – the image of “one over the other leaves two bruised” really gets to the heart of the poem. I get the sense that choosing love here is a difficult thing, with an everchanging set of requirements.

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