- Non-Erotic Poetry
- a poem, simply
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Click herea front porch is written
while poet sits with steps and sunshine,
realization that she is home.
the poem
walks past black dog, sweet
with cedar shavings and scents — lilacs
on chained links. daisies,
or something like daisies,
grow without hands and trowels,
without watering can. rain
dampens paper, and the pen
isn't noticeably missing
until nightfall.
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copyright d. dixon
2008
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- COMMENTS
twelveooneabout 13 years agoBesides the usual poetic tinkerings, descriptions: lilacs , daisies, etc.
then tossed away with
or something like daisies,
these pausings are incredible:
realization that she is home.
the poem
walks past black dog, sweet
and here
without watering can. rain
dampens paper, and the pen
plus whatever the rest said, 5,10,15, I would give you an 18 (deducting two, 'cause, that'\ was just they way we were) Miss you
fridayamover 14 years agobecause it keeps coming back to me along the backroads of the my thought. Ty.
lorencinoover 15 years ago<br>. . . and Dixon's delicate touch delights the viscera as it torments the mind to focus on more than one line at a time.<br><br>
Breathtaking!
ishtatover 15 years agoI'm not sure what to say but it seems a different experience each time I read/think it. One to be saved and said thank you for.
unpredictablebijouover 15 years agoI think what really slowed me down and made me pay attention here was the passive voice in the first line. This piece hung me on a hook until the very end. Amazing stuff, as always, dammit.
