Wednesday, May 4, 2011

My Mind Went A'Wandering

Published in The Alogonquin (Spring 1998, Volume 4, Number 1)

Across the space
                                                  you sit

spread kneed, jeans pulled tight
into vectored angles.
my eyes explore the denim and
my mind goes a'wandering
zippered paths whose teath
feel cold against mine.
                                                  Your tongue
forms questions and mine
responds in answeres innocent
                                                  We talk
of things past and present,
then you lean back
                                                  hands behind head
and my mind goes a'wandering
through a tangle of sheets, of hair
                                                  of limbs
sweat soaked, entwined.
Reality, rent
I return to tenses present
and from behind veiled eyes say


Anonymous said...

this is really good. I also dabble in the poetry somewhat. I like your style.

Anne said...
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Shockgrubz said...

It evokes many feelings, this poem. Thanks for dropping by my randoomblog to comment.

i_love_weed said...

that was a nice poem :D

See on TV said...

Really nice poem!

Phạm Minh Tâm said...

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sm said...

nice poem

wizardOZZ said...

nice poem :)

Captain Richard's miniature Civil War said...

Anne...just wanted to leave a message on this blog since Its not showing up on your other blog...wish the best for your husband. everything will work out for both of you.