Help | About | Suggestions | Alms | Chat [0] | Users [0] | Log In | Join
 Search:
Poem: Submit | Random | Best | Worst | Recent | Comments   

Come back to me Nancy (or if not, then Faye) (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp
Softly, Running her Nancy-like fingers through his dandelion-like hair, left bare In the moonlight there, under the potted plants left to die -t by not getting enough sun li -ght. colored wheels spin spin grin and also sprink le . . . . sitting and climbing the wired brim sings, blings, keeps the eyes dry and filled, with fire flies she is a poet but she had no idea that she was one, or would ever be likened to one via metaphor she stops. but moves. she does not appear to be moving, but if you look up close she is moving like a rose grows, when too much sunlight hits the floating kite, and we can limit our searching and lurching finally pinely waiting. clinking, climbing never rhyming (and yet doing it) will they ever make a crew cut blue hat red hut shut up-- she said to my neighbor and weigh as the waitor dropped his tray and lost his way Please Nancy, or if not then at least Faye-- my lost love-glove: find your way home, to me: the treasure-less throne of Rome please come back (one of you at least, and at most)

Back to poem details

xxx67.172.190.2530January 15, 2007 2:55 PM PST
Bethy24.222.32.22110August 10, 2005 10:15 AM PDT
Anonymous207.200.116.6510August 10, 2005 8:57 AM PDT



Track and Plan your submissions ; Read some Comics ; Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001