- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Dear Christine
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Dear Christine,
my stumbleline,
so stars in clear blue
pools of curiosity,
so just like what I try to be.
So peering at the giant blue,
so giggling at a foamy wave.
"Look, bubbles!", that melodic spree.
"Yes, princess."
"Can we go there?"
How you love that sea.
Dear Christine,
your day, your scene.
The distant shaded corners
of my jaded heart can glow
by the beacon
of a tiny palm
seeking mine.
Your stage, your show.
A tug, my name, a pointing hand.
"It blows too much! He has to land."
We watch the white wings wobble,
settle, stagger, fold,
huddle in the autumn breeze.
"I told you so."
Yes, you did.
"You have no jacket. Don't you freeze?"
Yes, I do.
"No, I'm all right."
See through me, please.
Dear Christine,
my seagull queen,
and queen of me,
your freezing knight,
a heart ignited,
powered by a tiny hand
and stars in blue,
wings and foam,
a giggle,
you.
"Come, Christine. Let's go inside."
"You're freezing, right?"
Yes, I do.
"I told you so."
Yes you did.
You always wring, somehow,
my spirit true.
I cannot hide.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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BooMerengueover 20 years ago...maybe cuz I know where you are, and wish I was, and maybe because you speak the language of children. Whatever it is I loved it!
Linbidoover 20 years agoHere I am without Lit access for not even a week, and you try to sneak this wonderful poem about little Chrissie by me! It's wonderful! I'll have to remember to give her an extra hug from you before I head back home.
echoes_sover 20 years agoimagery and commentaries here. I almost felt I was the seagull cocking my eye at you, listening and watching every interaction, while being a part. Beautiful, thank you. (Loved the word games played back and forth)
