Sugar, we're going down swinging
The sweet smell of evening
Floats around me as I sit
Underneath a sprawling elm
Surrounded by summer
Watching the fireflies
Dancing along the marshes
Reminding me of Christmas lights
Strung through out the trees
Illuminating the fog
Rolling in, ever so slowly
Twining between the grass
Encroaching on all boundaries
Scooting ever closer
Moonlit fog and fireflies
Saffron stars
In a white sea of mist
Warm, soft, and sweet
A perfectly dark summers night
Devoid of all distractions
This is my nirvana
*Please note that the title of the post is not the title of the poem. This is my first draft of it and I will give it a proper title later.
posted by Mandolin @ 7/03/2005 11:25:00 PM
11 comments
11 Comments:
Moonlit fog scoots now? mmmm...
The title is much better than 'Hold on a second while I grab your boob'.
Maybe you could write a poem about that subject.
Oh, and...
*wink*
Wow, two comments and both are from Satan. Don't I just feel all important and stuff.
Keep your winking parts to yourself buddy.
Beautifully written. Nice blog, Mandolin
Ah Joe,
I believe Mr Bunkton, who does not need pretension as a cane for his withered limbs, nor does he bear the title poety poet as his epitaph, is expiring from this blog-mortal coil. He shall be missed whatever his name, but luckily we have others, such as Tarty Trampoline here to ease us through our loss.
Keep writing, editing, and writing again Tart. Your work is not without it's merits.
Dearest Mr. Bunkton,
The words that spring from your dying mind convince me that you are indeed very worthy of the title.
You are standing at the edge of a very long fall into the chasem of the ever-after.
Don't lokk down, for you will get dizzy. I would hate for you to fall so soon.
Thank you G.D.
I don't care what Bloggy J says, I still vote for you as the next living saint.
Joe,
You know I always look forward to hearing your thoughts on my poems. I agree that it needs a bi tof work, but you don't need to be jealous. You are a great writer in your own way. When I get a chance, I will comment on your latest works.
A compliment from Satan? Wow, I'd better not get used to that.....
I thank you all the same, dear dark lord. I am a junkie for feedback.
A hack by any other name would still be pop...
Satan, when you get a chance I have a question as to ettiquette involving sacrificing of a virgin.
I have a site for all your questions my dear Dr Fryer
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