- Non-Erotic Poetry
- frost cloud distance
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Click heresweater black under gray
strands blow east
eyes gaze west
grass covers worn leather boots
height of autumn
color of winter
you have not guessed,
but I have arrived
watching you silent
from behind
imagining my hands
your denim pockets
presence travels
frosted breath clouds
head lifts slightly
you smell the air
dismiss recognition
as apparition
shoulders shrug off the cold
you turn for home.
- COMMENTS
Tathagataabout 20 years agoThere's so much this one makes me feel.
i've done the pause...as if someone I know is near
and we all too often dismiss it.
I've never seen anyone else write about it in such a heartbreaking yet beautiful way.
Thank you
annaswirlsabout 20 years agoI have a feeling that you know what is important--
don't forget that, just forget the blah blah blah critics who think they know who you are and why you write. Not one of us really knows that, only some pretend. Just stick around. Deal?
Anonymousabout 20 years agoThe title is the most poetic part of your poem. It is a shame to waste a good title on drivel.
steve porterabout 20 years agonice, controlled, minimal...works for me...welcome to the fold.
Anonymousabout 20 years agoa poem that needs an object,
someone to soak it in.
bathe in and cast on yard
immerse
