Back in the day
You were my astronaut baby
And I was your universe
And part of me thought
I would always be able to
Keep you safe,
But, of course,
Even then you kicked
And pushed against the world,
Seeking to be free.
It’s a special day at dVerse – Quadrille #44 – those poets who use all the words will be stretched to the limit! De is keeping bar at the poets’ pub tonight, and asks us to write a poem in 44 words – no more, no less – including the word “kick”.
