- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Indian Summer
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He tows the wind with a dragonfly
Red string grasped in brown hands
feet skipping bare in afternoon grass
Tunic billowing about knees
Sunkissed children chase after
Tumbling under cotton clouded sky
Wind chime laughter tickling and soaring
dandelion silk parachutes melding with curls
Men different shades of brown
Speak of prospects profits and polytheism
Splashes of Sapphire gin and tonic
Women trade family secrets
Corn on the cob potato salad and chapatis
Splashes of milk and spice
He carries a child on each shoulder
One on his back
one hugging each leg
sings them sunset stories about tigers
When a woman
Drops by on a God-given mission to spread tolerance
And love
They laugh and serve her homemade ice cream
A brilliant Indian summer
Later, her unclenched fist will release ashes
First to the Ganges
Then to the Hudson
- COMMENTS
Tsothaalmost 10 years agoThe last stanza made me think of vengeance. As in, burning things down. And being given ice cream doesn't sound so bad.
... ok, pretend I didn't say the above. I like how you set up the scene, it all seems merry until the sixth stanza. Great inversion there, it goes for the jugular. And the next line, "A brilliant Indian summer", it's impossible not to feel the hurt in it. I think you've conveyed both feelings well, successfully creating a contrast.
PandoraGlittersover 11 years agoI enjoyed these fine images though, were I you, I would consider changing some of your verbals to verbs. Also, I'd stick with open punctuation throughout and not muddy this poem with any punctuation at all. Or punctuate throughout.
Well done.
Corpse_rideralmost 13 years agoAn evocative and lyrical poem, that nets the reader and pulls them into the dream like imagery that permeates each stanza.
lorencinoalmost 13 years agoThe weaving imagery is quite thrilling. There is also a satisfying sense of worldliness melded with compassion. I like.
