Deglutition

Before her a split path is laid
A deep decision to be made
One road only affects her now
The other risks her days and how
Naked she rises and finds voice
Arms open he awaits her choice
Motherhood? Won’t chance that call
Instead down to her knees she falls

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Today at dVerse ~Poets Pub, we’re asked to write about roads, and further challenged to do so “anywhere your eight lined muse leads you”.  For some reason Robert Frost popped into my head regarding choosing paths. And while hardly the path less taken my muse, in customary ornery fashion, goes off the beaten one to choose the emotional road instead of a physical one with a take on the modern joke regarding a female’s choices in the moment. And just in case it still eludes some, the title of the poem is the medical term for swallowing.

Yeah, I know, I wonder about my muse sometimes as well…

National Poetry Month – Day 21

13 thoughts on “Deglutition

  1. Yes.. “Bill’s” alternative to
    ‘sex’ is a cheaper.. easier
    way to get along these
    days.. Perhaps more will
    learn in countries afar
    before over frigging
    population destroys
    more species to come..:)

  2. Nice utilization of that particular 8-line form; didn’t count the syllables, just went with the flow. I’m sure Bobby Frost is tickled by your take on his choices.

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