- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Wild Flowers
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find your soul
as breathtaking
as a warm June day-
Where all the buds are held
captive in hopes to play,
In the deceitfulness
of the dandelions-
growing withered and wild.
I wish to take off my shoes
and run bare,
foot through your fields
of dancing blades,
and evergreens.
I feel the thunder
in your storm,
rumbling my soul
as I am carried, still.
Intent to run,
like the wind-
However,
deeply drawn into your
current,
Even knowing I may
drown.
You-
are the mere thought
that generates the growth
of fleshy desire,
I run through your fire-
somewhere between
the elemental wonder
that fuses earth and sky.
I sigh;
torn,
Angel and Wings.
- COMMENTS
UnderYourSpellabout 16 years agoWell I missed every typo and carried on flying through the dandelions right beside you!
Angelineabout 16 years ago"Drowned" tripped me up too, and there are some odd punctuations that threw me (but maybe that's just me). Still, this is lovely stuff--gave me a little preview of springtime on a cold snowy morning. :-)
Your poem has been recommended in the New Poems Review Thread on the Poetry Feedback and Discussion Forum. Thanks for the read!
Bill Dadaabout 16 years agoThose are some wild flowers, but make sure you don't turn your back on the deceitful dandelions.
LeBrozabout 16 years agoOn this cccccold day, this feels so very warm and carefree, despite a couple whoopsies. One's been pointed out, the other is barefoot {a single word}, though poetic license could be permitted for that linebreak to create a certain image.
