Pre-dawn Poetry Thread

[SOteric]

I am filled with love like a melon
with seeds, I am ripe and dripping sweet juices.
If you knock gently on my belly
it will thrum ripe, ripe.

I am high green summer with the strawberries
just ending and the blueberries colouring,
with the roses tumbling like fat Persian
kittens, the golden horns of squash blowing.

The day after a storm the leaves gleam.
The world is clear as a just washed picture window.
The air whips its fine silk through the hands.
Every last bird has an idea to insist on.

I am trying to work and instead
I drip love for you like a honeycomb.
I am devoid of phantasies clean as rainwater
waiting to flow all over your skin.

[GOPisEvil]

1. You sure can turn a phrase.

That put a smile on my face this morning. :-)

[DS1]

2. amazing!

:hi:

[BritishHuman]

3. Incredible

You can turn an image like no other.

[buddhamama]

4. beautiful !

this really is incredible, dear.

what's inside of you is pouring out,
leaving me speechless.

thank you.

[listenup]

5. I'm not entirely convinced

that following the arrows on the concrete
or the direction of the flow of the water
after a hard rain
is the way for me to go.
At times torn in two directions by
my head and my heart, and my feet.
It's a slow drizzle now in this crowded street
I just wish to god it would rain
but as I look to the sky, all directions I see
clouds and the hint of some snow.
I'll follow the snowflakes on the wind
and hope they teach me to fly
I'm still not convinced which direction to go
When there's a hard rain,
but god, do I love the snow.


Did I just see an exit sign?
probably so.

Great verse, SOteric. Happy days to you - :)