Rejuvenated old poem
how love is found out
where windows open abandoned once
or not thought of
when others, a speech of everlasting,
skirted the avenues in search of
insects or birds, mentioned or read about,
there is an afternoon, and how to spend it
torn up or cut up, I sit,
scratch a surface into
make a cure for that, the sunken part
here, vegetation
takes a mountain walk to disturb
an apple dissected or
broken for the trip
deluge of nature, how love is found out;
to be overrun by amount
faculty in netting or small game
hyphenated compliments tied a ball around a pole
afflicts an audience to participate, slow down
or disappear
fold away
the need to be caressed
such small spaces occupy the heart
where windows open abandoned once
or not thought of
when others, a speech of everlasting,
skirted the avenues in search of
insects or birds, mentioned or read about,
there is an afternoon, and how to spend it
torn up or cut up, I sit,
scratch a surface into
make a cure for that, the sunken part
here, vegetation
takes a mountain walk to disturb
an apple dissected or
broken for the trip
deluge of nature, how love is found out;
to be overrun by amount
faculty in netting or small game
hyphenated compliments tied a ball around a pole
afflicts an audience to participate, slow down
or disappear
fold away
the need to be caressed
such small spaces occupy the heart
3 Comments:
Forever torn between what is dreamed and that which truly is.
Forever reaching
Forever being eluded by grace
Forever accepting ... Forever
T
don't encoourage her!!!
Hmmm, what interesting posts this blog has been gathering lately. Perhaps I should assume that the internet is concerned for my poetic soul.
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