Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
AFTER I am the cripple about to enter the revival tent. I am the one who once was blind. I am the boy who has not gone to the library to meet the girl, who he will eventually get. I am Peter Parker, looking carefully at that radioactive spider, prior to something simply AMAZING happening. I am the scrawny kid, not yet meeting Charles Atlas. I am the hearty meal that needs some simple seasoning to spice it up. I am the letter in the mailman's hand. I am the thing in process. I am the quiche in the oven. I am almost there. I am nigh unto complete. I am a locked box waiting for the key. A wrapped toy on Christmas Eve. A spinning bottle at the preteen party. I am the secret message about to be decoded. I am waiting for you to complete me. I am the Before picture. Please meet me and see what I become After. |