A light blanket of your arms
my love,
you inside my far away;
the sun shadows roaming
across the sky
into September,
the wild geese
and I.
Sep 12, 2012
September
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
A light blanket of your arms
my love,
you inside my far away;
the sun shadows roaming
across the sky
into September,
the wild geese
and I.
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
not sure of where we are headed
but I like this travel..
because I worked outside a few years ago
Muskoka one of the mosts beautiful
landscapes going
and the most haunted
and this poem reminds me of all
that is fucked up with that area
and its troubled peoples
even more then America
well with the winters there
and the storms..
more then america!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"into September/the wild
"into September/the wild geese and I" paints a beautiful image for me. Has the feel of of a Japanese poem to me.
John
Anna
The picture I have here, is of you standing there looking out from a window, across the sky, with someone there behind you with their arms around you, just holding, in the distance a few geese flying away as your thoughts, to better and gentler times..
A lovely scene and well written, the picture needed nothing more..
Yours Ian.T