Open Poetry #4 |
That Dream, Again |
Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
That Dream, Again Unruly life, neither grid, nor map to follow. Wishing-well sky out of reach. In Pollyanna daydream I set out seeking the seer. My old dog Jake, this rusty truck, driving to your town. Your red and white barn, banjos on the boards, corny cowboy art, bucking bronco lamp illuminating your saddle chair. Greeting, eyes meeting. Spectral whispers, barn-owl serenades in the eaves; in the eve. What is more natural than loving you? You offer red berries, wine and wheat. I show you my Ford tuned to broadcasts from old Mexico. We ride, galloping in sunshade. Leaves cascade. Earthen bed to explore, coming home once more. Sun-setting in the west. Hope refrains as you say, nonchalantly - shyly, "Stay." (c) 1999 written by Corinne Bailey as edited by my poet friend, Stephen Willhite |
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littleJas Junior Member
since 1999-12-22
Posts 39Australia |
Very nice poem, I liked it Jas |
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starboards Member
since 1999-10-14
Posts 467longwood, florida |
Aww...this one is really sweet...i'm glad you posted it!! Ashley |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautiful, Corinne! That's one dream worth the repeat! Denise |
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