after that afternoon

sail west for seattle sun

cool rain runnin'

through my boilin' veins

a body needs a body

with dark hair and gem green

eyes

but your eyes grow dim 

half lit for me 

now my knees are weak

like tremblin' trees in

an april storm

my lady set sail for berlin

she says goodbye

i say bye for now

this months the last

of young voices to sing

together

but i'll read your letters

anyway and imagine

reading your lips

frail tender sweet 

and peach like a sunset

our hands write cursive

together going every which

way

figure eight on a lonesome

highway

figure i'll see you again

might be different

but til then i'll

sail 'round sail free

i will be

wanderin' round livin'

just the way you told me to. 

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Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-08-26 19:02:52 .... i don't know....i really tried to get into this but i just could not. i really didn't like the flow to this, it seemed to be there, but not fully....and the arrangement didn't really appeal to me either. but there were some nice things said in here. + Report this comment
Posted by b.k. 2008-08-26 19:10:41 .... i liked this...for me it had a very zen feeling to it, which i tend to like...i did get a tad bit confused though + Report this comment
Posted by CliffMitchell 2008-08-26 19:11:08 significant the severed ties of endearment caught up in tangles of youngness and the sweet taste to have to give away, and although the returning may be at ocean's length, never the same as when it was in bloom prior the return; in the end, still abiding by rules set in concrete loves, like true lovers do, always. written in the only way it could have been, by you, timothy. + Report this comment
Posted by harmattan 2008-08-26 19:15:22 after There are too many people on this site failing at this very difficult style. Don't join them. Turn this into a fully understandable story poem and you will be amazed at the difference. Welcome to someone newer than me. What do you look like from the front, Pocatello Idaho? You have a personality, obvious. Use it Kind regards Harmattan + Report this comment
Posted by philneale1952 2008-08-27 04:58:14 After Have to agree with Harmattan. I kep saying that I don't do peorty very well, but there must be some on this site which reads like, well, poetry used to. The Old Farts Society is very backward looking, but I just don't get this. The words are fine, but the meaning?.........well........ Phil + Report this comment
Posted by Terry Collett 2008-08-27 07:00:39 .... The message is there; the lucidity is fine. Maybe the reader does not want to try too hard to fathom because the lack of puctuation and free fall style but I thought well done. takes all kinds i guess. + Report this comment
Posted by kelvin carl 2008-08-27 07:46:36 true love heartwrenching and endearing; this piece contains within it an accord of surrender and concede while clinging to an unlikely optimism. i agree that it has a harmonious, zen-like quality to the read. it captures the calm balancing i imagine when i think of true love. + Report this comment

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