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Saturation (Sonnet 1)
by Glenn CurrierOh when shall sky's torrential gifts subside?
The thirst of earth departed long ago.
Your love's profusion I cannot abide
You quenched my lust and spent my passion's glow.
But deeper still beneath the woman's skin
A need and longing for a steady rain
The kind that slowly penetrates within
Where saturation heals the hidden pain.
Beyond the juicy stem and gated mind
Between the isle of ire there lies a place
Where willows bend and rightness does not bind
And trust of poplar listens deep with grace.
Below, the soil is drunk from storms above
But never soaked are souls infused with love. 11/04/2002 Posted on 11/05/2002
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 11/05/02 at 04:45 AM I'm not usually drawn to sonnets but this is a superb metaphoric exercise Glenn.
"Below, the soil is drunk from storms above
But never soaked are souls infused with love." is simple brilliant. Call the publisher...soon. Peace... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/05/02 at 05:16 PM Quite creative for your first (?) sonnet, Glenn. Form, rhyme and flow all working nicely together with (pardon the pun) whetting imagery. |
| Posted by Betania Tesch on 11/06/02 at 03:00 AM love. they should market it as a floatation device. and mmm I know this hunger for the filling rains of living. try reading this while listening to some gentle jazz. it's so so close to the saturation *soft smile and bobbing head* nice nice nice glenn. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 11/08/02 at 02:59 AM Oh... Charlie.. this is wonderful! It sweeps the reader through the storm.. with passion. I love the lines....Beyond the juicy stem and gated mind
Between the isle of ire there lies a place
Where willows bend and rightness does not bind
And trust of poplar listens deep with grace.
But the whole poem Charlie, is a masterpiece! |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 11/08/02 at 03:00 AM *blushing profusley>.... *.. and If I call you Charlie one more time Glenn.you can sock me!!!! *sheesh*.. maybe the computer problem .. is the operator? Ya think?????? |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 11/08/02 at 07:02 AM *speechless at the poem's beauty* |
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