Open Poetry #41 |
Your Glide Upon My River |
ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Your Glide Upon My River So long, the hours and the days Relentless winds about my banks Wry willow sways In tongue to taste each golden drop its dry As if the liquid life beneath your skin Emotes comply Then grace would draft another whisper come As gold of autumn day, sweet chardonnay My surface quivers of the strum So far beneath in secret lifts a moan To guide so safely rudder shy In buoyant tone So long, the ache of sentimental shoal The crags and branches cleared Revered within my soul So long, the hours and the days In time to current turn delays And reconcile what moonlight weighs Then follow woman warm along My tears collected sleep upon Adrift, the coursing rivers song Copyright Kkh 9/9/07 [This message has been edited by ThisDiamond (09-11-2007 08:52 AM).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"Then grace would draft another whisper come As gold of autumn day, sweet chardonnay My surface quivers of the strum So far beneath in secret lifts a moan To guide so safely rudder shy In buoyant tone" Love this write. Great! JL Blessed are those who are generous, because they feed the poor. |
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