Raven’s Wing Poetry

He sweats
Every time a plane flies too low.
I sweat
Every time a meeting runs too slow.
She sweats
Every time she’s called on in class.
The sweat
Of summer heat may run off your ass.
If you say you don’t sweat,
You’re a liar.
You might sweat
If your heart’s on fire,
Or at unexpected moments
When stretched by stress,
Or in a jolt of fear,
Or during a difficult test.

To sweat is human -
To tell the truth about your sweat,
Now that’s divine.

Written 4/28/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.