- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Shadows
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He looks at her wistfully, wishing he could
ask her out, but she would
probably be offended and laugh at him.
The baby turtle races along the cool mud,
hearing the claws of the ghost crabs pursuing him,
feeling the shadows of the circling gulls.
He was cute, and she dreamed that
he would ask her out.
But things like that never happened.
Mother Ocean washes over him.
He basks in her warmth,
becomes One with her.
He signs the receipt and hands it back to her,
smiles and
walks out the door.
Then She withdraws,
leaving him stranded once again
in the cold empty air.
- COMMENTS
lorencinoalmost 13 years agoYes! Yes! Yes!
Exemplifies elegant simplicity.
This provides the reader with a big reward for minimal effort.
Desejoalmost 13 years agoI love the way this is set up. The second "shadow" stanza made me pause, because of the doubt expressed in "but things like that never happened" as contrasts with the feeling of the security in "basks in her warmth". But that only adds interest.
buttersalmost 13 years agoit's like both halves of this write cast shadows of their own reality upon the other, if that makes any sense.
yes, the convergence. yes, the sensations. yes a 5
