- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Larry's Song
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Heaven’s rays do come with nettled awe
And pierce the mountain mists of fog
To let one see the blue that was always the sky
Reveled for a time to cheer ones heart
Branding memories with joys and the happiness of love
We join and sing—emancipating our voices
Resonant and resounding in the rare air of this lofty peak
Though neither can carry a tune for the world
And skip across the pastures of cracked marble
Picking pumpkin colored persimmons in the autumn sun
Fleeing from a stagnant death
We will not lie in Procrustes bed
So sit we must at Damocles table
And enjoy its spicy deliciousness
While we tarry in the peril of living
How hard we will fall once this dance has run its song
Vacuum twisting guts in retched woe
To force our way through endless daily toil
Smiling sad while trudging lifeless paths
Hidden eyes that drip and run on granite chin
- COMMENTS
RhymeFairyover 17 years agoAny woman would be humbled by these words. Such a joy and yet ... so sad. You have that way, that touch ... to paint your heart on the canvas for all to see, bear witness to. Lovely and inspiring.
