that Person you just don' t get

 Twixt cup and lip be many a slip. 

Though drink be poured, the boat be moored 

And steady stands the ship. 

Still shirt and collar reveal err’d drip.

With rage once felt and words sore dealt

I doled disdain through words of pain 

as iron freshly smelt

And shone fell eyes as tattooed pelt.

And words with ire returned cannon-fire

Rent two apart with battered hearts 

Smoldering in the pyre

Creating circumstance foul and dire.

With grand intent from two minds bent

To prove the wrong in the other’s song

With words poor spent

As angels nearby pray some hint.

Then lessons learned from scars well earned

Show quick peace, words soft as fleece

Balm hearts trampled and burned

Yield recompense long yearned.

Tis curious thought, so quickly brought

Once hands release imagined beast

And questions cause that we fought.

Now reconciled two minds as ought.

Then a butterfly lands on white knuckled hands

All the world stopped.  Weapons now dropped.

Lines gone from the sands.

The crouching warrior stands...

And begins to make new plans.

By JAPOC, June 2018