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soul drifter
Senior Member

since 2004-09-08

Posts 711
Colorado

0 posted 2011-09-02 01:13 AM

bethpoem

Lilting rose and a book of Poe
I split you into several pieces
so I will not overdose on you
and your love like Jim Morrison
and his naked, swaying Indians
twisting and coiling to the grooves of L.A. Woman
but you, you, oh you
you're my Pennsylvania woman, a half-moon tan
a Ferris wheel of fragrant seduction
and cherry stemmed heart, impishly grinning
for the gates of my inspiration to swing both ways
and I'll let you in, every hushed evening
to the labored breathing and a sulking book of poems
I've yet to make public
but first, if you could breathe a little bit of my talent
and make it seem so much greater
then I will devote my verses and rainy wonder
to you
and your gypsy-eyed magnetic pull
the way I can feel it even way the hell out here
midst Colorado pines and scattered leaf pages
of Jack Kerouac and smiles too cliched to wear
and hey sweet Pennsylvania woman
I know you and your heart of molding clay
as I search for meaning
in the useless romanticism I've been carrying
at least since I was thirteen
but maybe just maybe
if I plant these dreams and love seeds
in desaturated garden rows of your October hair
perhaps I will live again
and I will leave my door wide open
for you
only if you help me love again

"Use your heart as a weapon and it hurts like heaven" -Coldplay,'Hurts Like Heaven'

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

1 posted 2011-09-02 09:36 AM

Several promenade poets mentioned in your write, I just can’t make the connection to the Pennsylvania woman.

“smiles too cliched to wear
and hey sweet Pennsylvania woman
I know you and your heart of molding clay
as I search for meaning
in the useless romanticism I've been carrying
at least since I was thirteen”

Enjoyed the read.

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

soul drifter
Senior Member

since 2004-09-08

Posts 711
Colorado

2 posted 2011-09-02 11:19 AM

Oh, the Pennsylvania woman isn't a poet or anything...just someone I know personally and love.

Thanks.

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

3 posted 2011-09-03 05:09 PM

but maybe just maybe
if I plant these dreams and love seeds
in desaturated garden rows of your October hair
perhaps I will live again
and I will leave my door wide open
for you
only if you help me love again

I love the hope shown in this ending... Love can definitely make us live again... good luck with your Beth!

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

4 posted 2011-09-04 05:13 AM

Very beautiful poem, soul drifter. Whilst I wish you every dream realised in Beth, it is important to be able to learn to love without being dependent on the help of another person to learn to love again.

Owl

ice
Member Elite

since 2003-05-17

Posts 3404
Pennsylvania

5 posted 2011-09-04 06:32 AM

Love this poem, it fits your avatar/nic perfectly.

It weaves into reality what many feel, and most will not admit..that once you love someone, distance and time, and even bad circumstaces cannot completly erase that warm feeling of longing, if just for a few moments, when they rise up in your mind.

enjoyed

Come read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling
And banish the thoughts of day.
Longfellow

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