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Thank-you, outside (Free verse) by fevriere Thank-you, outside
For listening
For not speaking
You showed-
Your faces showed
Eyes of a milliard caressing greens
Skies of blue
Blank walls,
the frills of frond and tendrils
Those hot pinks
Each one would tap on the bus window
Like ivy branches, with fruitless fingers
O you gave
Regardless of anything
You gave
For this
My heart grows wordless and wild
Up the ladder:
Storm Over Gypsy River
Down the ladder:
Afterwards, when there's just you and the snow and the trees
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.3333335
Posted: March 17, 2004 2:29 PM PST; Last modified: March 17, 2004 2:29 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.1589375 Overall Rank: 5151 Comments:
So few listeners!
When I finally find one I go "wordlessand wild." I like it. 174 view(s)
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Okay, here's the corny hi-i'm-new-to-poemranker review: I almost wish there was more story. What I get is: thank you, leaves, for listening to that terrible thing that just happened and not talking - more than something like: thank you leaves for listening as I'm talking right now, in this sentence, that I'm speaking, which ends right... here. But then I get no clue what they were listening to. Am I so wrong?