- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Joe Surrealist in Love
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Click hereI left my heart out on the patio,
Like a slipper or a rake
None of us would need until next
Autumn, when leaves again would dive
Into the warm humus. But
In the chapped chill of a dim sun
And ice and the Fiberglas
Of snow, there were no berries
To be found, or cat food, so
Raccoons ate my muscled knot.
Now when I push her against
The unyielding wall, I envision
A little plot of spinach—leafy, green,
Watered and raised lovingly from seed.
- COMMENTS
greenmountaineerover 13 years agoAlthough Surrealism in poetry still escapes me, I enjoyed the imagery, rhthym, and near rhymes. I also liked the title.
twelveooneover 13 years agoFlawless,
or at least in my dim sight, never thought I'd plow through a garden plot like this. Did miss the endive, they are genally a must for Surrealist poetry.
