A quick couple of thoughts for Poetry Day...this week's entry is about a dream from my mid-west experiences. 1) I may actually have a day off this week that doesn't require me spending at least a couple of hours attending to everyone's needs but my own. 2) Computer fixing and nit-picking is coming along at a far faster pace than I orginally, gloomily thought. 3) I have spent the evening drooling at the former Elbereth, now once again alienprincess. She chopped her hair very short and looks good enough to hospitalize myself.
Wings
We walk along the chain link
fence, barbed wire enclosing
telephone poles that flash by
as if we were in a car, but
the cars are on my left and
pausing, I have forgotten what
I wanted to say to you, though
not the feeling that it was
significant, and not the feeling
that this scene is odd,
me being here with you like this,
not touching except for
the little brown bat cupped
in my hands, dead somehow
and curled into a ball, wings
forming a transparent wrapping
so pregnable that I cry
as you continue walking
long after I stopped,
kneeling,
my forehead resting
in the cool mud.
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Wings
We walk along the chain link
fence, barbed wire enclosing
telephone poles that flash by
as if we were in a car, but
the cars are on my left and
pausing, I have forgotten what
I wanted to say to you, though
not the feeling that it was
significant, and not the feeling
that this scene is odd,
me being here with you like this,
not touching except for
the little brown bat cupped
in my hands, dead somehow
and curled into a ball, wings
forming a transparent wrapping
so pregnable that I cry
as you continue walking
long after I stopped,
kneeling,
my forehead resting
in the cool mud.
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~cheers
and ap is ap and did the hair chop? yummersXinfinity. you guys make me so happy.
as ever, delicious verse. favorite part? "dead somehow" ~ that light touch upon mortality that makes it all the more grave. i can almost her a spirit contemplating such things with a quiet resolution that reverberates through so many considerations.
and pictures? oh, i would thrill to such things.