J.D. and the Weather at Wimbledon

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Open Poetry #25

J.D. and the Weather at Wimbledon

j0n4th4n
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since 2003-03-11

Posts 94

0 posted 2003-03-20 02:08 PM

this is a poem i wrote months ago.

Grass white-lined with cold pigment,
bottled in fickle silence; grey
and clouds create havoc and
temperature, coldness, mingling
soft claps - see wet net - and
yellow falls to rise...

The wind is pitting rising
billows; formation and whipping
whirls of sensation:
abrasion.
High-chair green is dark,
so pine-shaded,
mismatching cool grass.

Maybe she doesn`t
send luminous
ball rocketing
courtwise wide
with much
caring anxiety as
heartened?

Hope and hope and clouds swell in
mass distributions of climatic
moistening,
holding impending wet suspension;

Match suspended.

She will come back, but
now chill loss
awaits...

[This message has been edited by j0n4th4n (03-20-2003 04:33 PM).]

Brad Majors

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since 2001-04-03

Posts 2647
Georgia

1 posted 2003-03-20 03:02 PM

nicely written!

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