The Call

By Gaylene S. David

Knocking gently,
Messaging furiously,
Massaging occasionally,
Spending sparingly,
Visiting profusely,
Sleeping loudly,
Dating rarely,

 

Fathering admiringly and dutifully-
the cue, constant reminder that I am not her.

 

Seeping into my space.
Regarding my love, attention and friendship wistfully.

 

He who loves truly gives salvation.
It is a rational process.

Self-denial, crumbs or whole cake, zero or one,sealed vow,
verses- divorced.

 

Unsettled, careless, emotional, overworked, ambitious, crazy and minimalist.
You- are trying to make the call.

She-Listening to God’s voice.

 

 

Gaylene S David is a teacher, an assistant examiner and a writer who was born on the volcanic island of St. Vincent and the Grenadines. She grew up in the village called Southwood. Her travels have touched Trinidad and Tobago, the United Kingdom and the limitless sojourns of the book world. She has published an anthology of poems Moments Framed in Petroglyphs’.