- Non-Erotic Poetry
- State of Mind- Lost Girl
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Click hereshe tries to write
poems and she tries
to pay attention
but her thoughts
are dandelion scattered
among phrases that remind her
of the outside
phrases that take wing
and elude
her grandest reach
songs of self
that beach themselves
then swim back out to sea
where furiously they tumble
with starfish and urchins
whose random rhythms tickle
and tingle like toes dug in
to scorching desert sands
then curl like notes, or shed
from paper birches
that take to wind
then float away in
super slow motion
and as I watch I find myself
wishing
that my thoughts were
free as hers, and my head
as clear as hers
but my poems are flimsy kites
anchored in the sky
no wind, no waves
nor motion to propel them
the bright side being
an unobstructed view
of forever
- COMMENTS
fridayamover 12 years agoWhat a kite of a poem, flowing freely from one thought to the next and all within one encompassing idea: a poem. A delight from a real poetess.
Neonuroticover 12 years agoIf I could pick out an image that this poem reminds me of it would be a dandelion seed floating and spinning, but eventually planting. Your poems are not flimsy, hun. They're always lovely reading whatever mood you are in; including this one.
Kobaover 12 years agoA wonderful piece! Very well constructed. I think you put a bit of time and effort into this and it shows! Perhaps the girl is not as lost as she sometimes thinks she is. Well done!
