- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sorting Out
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A long night's walk,
too vapid for solutions,
winds up at the river,
long before dawn -
time's signature tune -
chirps its way into
my consciousness;
long before the sun
warms my decisions;
but just in time
to feel river-moistness
caress my spine and settle
between my shoulder blades
and invade the nape of my neck,
making my hair stand on end;
when colourful morning,
grey through the strands
of dispiriting mists,
offers its bleak comment
and sends me home.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneover 11 years agotime's signature tune -like
s3 like
I feel there is a you in this poem
it is a shame, everyone seems to be in hibernation, your work deserves more comments
tazz317over 11 years agois not bleak but highly proud and serene, TK U MLJ LV NV
