by oxalis
wish i woke from naps with words like these in mind-- damn!
and finishing with--
"could have waited...."
we all could wait
glad not too long
reminiscent of Burnt Norton and "...garlic and sapphires in the mud..." love that poem, and this one too :)
but damn I love this poem. How do you manage to mix silly and insightful and sad together in such a wonderful way over and over again? (Did you do an actual title because it was too long for the little box?) :)
Odd stuff and happy monkeys. I can't say I understood it all... does that mean I am just a happy monkey. I guess if the fur fits I'll wear it. A saucy, sweet poem. With a slight whiff of garlic and onions. Excellent,
jim :)