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the importance of learning (and learning again)
by Lauren Pearlsweltering:
cotton clings, like linen
to afternoon lovers,
to anything really; caressing
my creases: coiling,
bruising easily
mornings bring rain,
an endless sky, and
muddy tire tracks
leading away.
and though i try to forget
even before his tail lights
have distanced and faded
my heart is as heavy as eyelids
and i have not slept for days. 08/02/2004 Author's Note: what the poem neglects to say: i'm sorry. this was supposed to be an apology of sorts. it just ended up emotional and crappy.
Posted on 08/03/2004
Copyright © 2024 Lauren Pearl
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/03/04 at 02:46 AM Not bad. Nothing wrong with emotional, and far from crappy in my opinion Lauren. Love the forlorn effect of the closure, of which there no telling would come by that denim opening. :o) |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 11/03/19 at 12:00 PM this is wonderful. it is very atmospheric: i can feel the quiet loneliness, the lonely quiet, of the empty house standing gaunt in a grey morning. a very deserving POTD. |
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