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Listen to the voices: The sea mumbles, complaining of the coast In that ancient aquatic tongue only oceans understand; Feathered whispers tossed into the air Roll off tongues of surging glass Weathered a green that never was naive; Gulls circle, squabble, float alone together Integral, apart, balanced like a Calder above this shore Bask in the colorings of a palette beyond pigment: Painted rays stain my worn frame, Work me into belonging, with sea and surf Despite my city clothes Like pioneers in pieces at the British Museum, Brave New World of Lux et Veritas, circa 1800; Here plum shadows pool under pines, Cool quiet night wells up softly spilling Over sand, darkening its reach across the strand; Water, Air join in that clasp As grasses, needles shush the cold in Evening sweeps out into the seas, the skies Aspire, irrationals: Conspire to soothe my spirit As the sea soaks the sorrow out; Trapped in flesh Amidst these currents Salt drying on my cheeks I breathe

god'swife 25-Aug-02/11:05 PM
My dear flower, I know what you mean by mrs.g, I was referring to our friend mr. p&k. I just took off my poem Queen Anne's escape yesterday, and last night I wrote aa poem with -there's gangsters and henchmen taking over this town. So the rest of you keep quite and for God's sake keep down. Innocents and victims end up hospitalized, and everyone's accountable if any one dies... The title of this poem is "Unsuitable for sensitive viewers" I typed half of it in last night and decided to remove it because it sounded to much like an arrogant complaint. what do you think about that? zinnia p&k?




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