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Written in 2
by Bradd HowardGates and fences, little tiny latches and clasps
baby fed snakes and dark winding braids
Whiskey soaked grass and loves mottled humps
saliva coated tongues and baby backed piggies
convoluted thoughts and wire rigged baskets.
Confusion over misguided love and the sound of water falling
retreating into shadows. Cooling your face in darkness
turning hands towards clouds
pointing out our greatness.
Remembering the rumble tumble of side-stepping adventures
and the sweetly whispered affections
night time cricket symphonies
and the hope we feel with out measure. 11/10/2005 Author's Note: I haven't written lately so this was just an exercise and as the name says it was written in 2 minutes... :) enjoy
Posted on 11/10/2005
Copyright © 2026 Bradd Howard
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sarah Graves on 11/10/05 at 11:15 PM I enjoyed the images you envoked here, they seem to flash in my mind as I'm reading it. Great work, and in 2 min? thats even better :) |
| Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 11/12/05 at 09:47 AM You won me with "Cooling your face in darkness...
turning hands to clouds pointing out our greatness." You spoke to me and I heard. |
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