Milkweed

I've been wondering
if you still see me
in everything Australian

I remember how
you shopped for shrubs
to put in your back garden

and the day
you cornered that poor girl
at the office meeting
just to hear her accent

do our trees still grow
in the dry breath of
California air

have they died
fighting for life
between
the weeds of us

About This Poem

Last Few Words: oops... I have posted more than one today but I won't be around tomorrow. you can slap me later :)

Review Request Direction: [This option has been removed]

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Melbourne, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda

Comments

lol

yenti, you should not be puzzled, there is the divide between us (a wide expanse of water) but no toxic brew when we are close. More so a stagnancy when we are apart.
did I leave him there? the answer is yes but for how long is anyone's guess.

Ian

Ian
it's all about timing I suppose :) There is always a reason for everything we do. Sometimes we don't know it til after the fact. lol
thanks for reading

greetings

just to get it out of the way, I see the Aussie invasion continues lol. The only thing I would suggest is that you might consider adding "dry" after the in L-12.....................scribbler

blame CCfire

:) CCfire is the one you can blame for this Aussie invasion scribbler. She is a real life friend who gave me the encouragement to actually post the words running around in my head.

Taking heed from your comment and editing to add "dry" ... much better.
Thank you

A poem

that to me has most of what a good poem should have. I love the adore the last line “between the weeds of us.”
I might change are to do in line one of verse three but I think that is a matter of personal preference. I think it is pretty rock solid. Let us see what others have to say.

thanks

I agree with the 'are' to 'do' change. Will alter it shortly.
thanks for reading and for your edit suggestion. greatly appreciated

~Juls~

Hi
nice to read your very good poem. especially the ending.
what i got from this is" when you are apart, like grass uncut the weeds in the lawn is overgrown.
Similar to the time you are apart from each other. When you return the grass is cut and all is good until the next long departure and weeds again take over again.

enjoyed it.