Thursday, May 25, 2006

the long way

we were lying down the long way
when the tides shifted in the cove

clipper ships swivvled and capsized
in the wake of a realistic day dream


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Anonymous said...

WOW! The imagery is staggering! Excellent free verse! Everything just flows so perfectly with a grand ending. "taking each seed home in separate pouches
that we traded for rifles and fishing hooks" - WOW! I'm just so WOWed from this poem, I'm at a loss of words. Imagine that! No words can better describe this poem then the words you used to create it.

arch.memory said...

Luscious! I love the first line...