another poet is born

I dreamed of
poems
and you
whispering
secrets of the night
eons
of stars stretched over
us like blankets
of ebon light

jealous of lovers
and lovers of poets
we ruled heaven
like gods awakening
into skin,

eyes of rain
filling

i tasted your salt
i tasted your blood,
i fastened myself to your roots
like a ball of earth,

triumphant with the spirit of the lily
and the rose

to rivers of stones
I give birth.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Did I rewrite yesterday's poem? I hope so. ;-)

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Ohio, USA

Favorite Poets: Bokonon: “Let your life be the poem you write”.

Comments

i need glasses for my reading

i need glasses for my reading glasses. lol.

thanks JC....it's always love and poetry to which i return, again and again, no matter how far i may have strayed with my thoughts, my anger and my fears.

simply beautiful poetry

There is such a dreamy and ethereal feel to this birthing. I don't know about yesterday's poem, but this one is simply lovely.

I loved the taste of salt, blood and the fastening of self to root. Wonderfully rich with visual and emotional holds that go beyond the physical. I felt like I took a breath of fresh air.

What would I change? Not a thing. This is simply beautiful poetry. ~Pamela

thank you

......someone has to do it.

......someone has to do it. ;-)