- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Slow Minutes
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Click hereA ficus grows
between the lights
and lithograph.
I know this.
Here in stillness,
waiting for your call,
a new leaf unfolds.
copyright d. dixon
originally posted on literotica 5.26.05
a plagiarized copy of slow minutes (plagiarized by H. L. in 2007) is possibly still online.
- COMMENTS
UnderYourSpellalmost 15 years agoEverything centres around the new leaf unfolding loved that well done
Tzaraalmost 15 years agoThis has an almost oriental feel to it. "[B]etween the lights / and lithograph" are good lines--descriptive, though not overly so. I don't so much care for the line "I know this", though, but, hey--just my opinion.<p>
Not you at your best, but not bad. I liked it.
ghost_girlalmost 15 years agohow minutes sometimes feel like hours and hours can become days. Time is a weird thing isn't it?
This is an excellent example of how waiting can feel.
Sometimes, like watching paint dry.
You do so much with so few words, you are such a wonderful poet.
