- Erotic Poetry
- the shell road
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Click herei think of her like a song by townes –
driving through life with the pedal down.
i’d married before we met - her gaze
made my doubts of him turn crystalline.
a shell road led by a mobile home,
tinged with rust – i saw a girl working
on a car, parts strewn, yard overgrown -
dirty face, faded shirt, lank blond hair
and eyes that spoke a wild tenderness.
we smoked cigarettes and drank a beer.
i knew i had just met my other.
i should have been her lover.
once my husband left, we used up men,
chasing our pleasures with cheap bourbon.
hermanas, brujas, putas locas –
angels started hissing. one stormy
dawn, making coffee in torn panties,
her bare breasts outlined by the window,
she met my stare with blue eyes flashing -
a wounded priestess, her gods dying -
finding neither respite nor belief,
just the disintegrating wind and
dark waters rising as her cover.
i should have been her lover.
- COMMENTS
fridayamover 13 years agoI can't describe. I'm starting a thread on the Poetry Forum about neglected poems and this will be the first. x
Bill Dadaover 14 years agoI thought that I had already commented on this one, since I didn't, I now will. I love how your ode to a woman that reminds you of a song by Townes ends ends up reading like a song by Townes and at the same time is completely your own. How do you do it?...mirrors?...slieght of hand? Hell who cares, its a fine poem.
buttersover 14 years agohttp://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=32516444&postcount=2883
a poet who bears watching closely!
buttersover 14 years agohttp://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=32516444&postcount=2883
you're a poet worth watching.
thankyou.
lorencinoover 14 years agoI like this and wonder why it is categorized as erotic poetry. I think these categories are a lame, ill-fiting idea. Or perhaps it is your writing that is blurring these distinctions for me.
