- Non-Erotic Poetry
- when the trees are full
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Click hereand thunder heads
push up against the dreamers
bluest ocean,
i wonder if the
lightening of
a bemusing youth
will carry me landward again.
there is no code
nor map nor
longevity
to this
proclivety
for watery remembering
so exactly.
I dodge the breeze
day in and day out
and still-
the deep wavering grass
of our shore
shall, it seems,
ever
foil the open air.
- COMMENTS
WickedEvealmost 20 years agoWhen I read the title I kind of filled in the blank and came up with "when the trees are full of monkeys." I know there's something wrong with me. I feel bad about it now that I've read your lovely poem. I'll give it a 5 right now and that should shoo the monkeys away.
Angelinealmost 20 years agoyou could put all your poems together and the images would make an overall theme--trees, oceans, the natural world, the way the pieces fit, and always, that western feeling of largeness, openess.
And I understand this poem. As you know. :)
Maria2394almost 20 years agohas been a wonderful day for dreaming. this is just marvelous ee ...you dont post often, but when you do, wow, its really worth reading and this wouldve gotten an E from me, yep, maybe 2 :)
fawniealmost 20 years agothis spoke of a dreamer reaching..always reaching! graceful and gentle flow a very lovely read.
