In Bed by Robert Wynne
This one won an honorable mention in the Texas Poetry Calendar 2008. I love it because I used to add “in bed” to all the fortunes I received in fortune cookies (and still do sometimes). Check out Robert Wynne here.
In Bed
By Robert Wynne
“You will climb a tall mountain (in bed)”
—Fortune Cookie
My wife is an Appalachia of afghans, a range
scalable only by the most seasoned professional, and only
in the event of fire or anniversary. She is in charge
of the alarm. She quiets groggy children and rowdy dogs.
She is the only reason I get any sleep at all, and one day
I’m going to surprise her with my swift, sudden ascent
to her raised knee. I will untangle her body
from the bow of sleep and proclaim my love.
And even though sometimes she doubts me
at floor level, she will have no choice
but to believe me then: anything is possible
at such heights.
Current Tea: winter dreams (black tea with chocolate flavoring and peppermint leaves)
