A Song of Prepositions: Act III: Behind

A Song of Prepositions– Act III

For Patrick –In Anticipation


By Jane Tawel



I can Not run with Your Light in my eyes.

Your Sun blinds me to the path ahead

And I see stars and darkness instead of Sunlight.

My head aches trying to see straight.

I need Your Son behind me

Like The Wind but not as pushy.

I need Your Sun behind –lighting the way

Around the shadow of my body’s darkness.

Ah, Patrick, Did you ever, like I

Prefer the Son behind you

Not before you?

Not around you?