Eli's W.

Eli’s W

Lie with me when dusk settles,
sooth my mind on
your bed of rest, drain all life’s
contemptuousness.
tarry on silkworm’s pattern.
This is asked honestly, honest,
answers only that match
our mood.
Give chase to driven person
snapping,
toe to heel, slip off.
Pour wine, as artist mimes juices
shall also flow,
watch a tail hole, then
wag my will.
Etched are my smiles….

About This Poem

Last Few Words: And Eli's W was easily leaded.....

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?

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

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Scotland, Ayrshire land of Burns.., GBR

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Comments

I'm sorry,

I'm sorry but there are somethings best left to your own interpretataion, as i explained before sometimes you must think of what is there. And compare it to something else, then see what your outcome is. Think of the silk worm and the trail it leaves behind, then let your mind wander. Hope this helps a little. Regards Roscoe...

I'm curious about Eli's W.

I'm curious about *Eli's W*. It's not in the body of the poem, though it could be smiling.

Not in print,

Not in print, but it is the poem even if i named it Lewis..? Love Roscoe...