A kiss can say so much,
much more than just a touch;
much harder is a kiss to fake
than a keep-your-distance handshake…
maybe it was a kiss sublime
made Mona Lisa smile
that timeless smile
of reminisce;
a kiss that lingers
long upon the lips;
not the kiss of death that fingers,
with which misguided Judas,
in the Garden of Gethsemane,
his Master did betray,
the Loving Shepherd, Jesus,
handed over, a lamb
of sacrifice to slaughter,
sold out to Roman soldier
for thirty dirty pieces
of sackcloth-sullied silver
imprinted with the face
of the Roman Emperor;
nor the nuisance kiss of annoyance
by older folks who care
which, like the tousling of the hair,
a schoolboy’s scorn
contemptuously wipes away;
nor the kiss of romance worn and old,
the kiss that lovers spurn;
a kiss can be hot, a kiss can burn,
a kiss can be warm,
a kiss can be so cold,
a kiss can be dry, a kiss can be wet,
a kiss can be tainted
with malodorous breath
or spiced with anisette;
not the kiss of maternal,
paternal, fraternal,
motherly, brotherly,
sisterly love
planted with a pout
on cheek and not on mouth
that may come with platonic hug
but the kiss you miss,
the long kiss, the tongue kiss, the deep kiss,
the French kiss, the sweet kiss,
more of Hayez canvas than Klimt,
the kiss of life, the kiss of love
that can transform
this creature from the bog.
This humble request
may evince a wince
or even slap face or wrist
but would you kiss this frog
and turn him to a prince,
and turn him to your prince?
I promise I would floss first
and fresh my breath with mint.
Dear Princess,
this frog's intent is not, was never meant,
to appal, to annoy or to bug
but tell me this;
if I were Apollo, Eros or Adonis,
would you refuse my kiss?
Dear Princess,
after writing all of this,
don't you believe
that I deserve
a kiss?
Copyright ©2008 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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