Open Poetry #47 |
A Glimpse Within - Fifth Page |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
It is peaceful when you get your mind in the right place. I'm no peacenik, but still . . . everybody loses when war comes to them. Red blood. The ovulating embrace; where is she? Did she leave me, or I her? I can taste her body odor after sex. Wonder if she can still taste mine? Earth smells. To all women who are ovulating, stay true to the heave and pull of life as you distinguish yourselves with it. Moving in rapture within the earth's superior vibes. How alike are we and the throbbing sea; like the sea, our species prefers to hide what is beneath the surface with lethargic waves and simmering dregs deep within. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I like the deep pondering here Jerry. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thanks Lori. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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