Love Begins with a Metaphor
The dining room chairs
used every holiday and when the will
needs going over.
A dusty fish tank yearning
for wet and bubbles and the scaly
hierarchy of a manufactured habitat.
A yellow balloon resting
in a basketball net, heavy enough
to get stuck in the middle,
too light for falling all the way through.
A toddler reading pictures in a book, laughing
with the exaggerated applause of his parents.
A stack of wooden blocks
waiting for one too many and the slow lean
of just before tumbling.
The cat curled up in a blanket
beneath a sunny window
sleeping with one eye open.
Danny Earl Simmons’ work has appeared or is forthcoming in various journals such as Naugatuck River Review, Avatar Review, Summerset Review, Full of Crow Poetry, Burning Word, and Pirene’s Fountain.