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Inconceivable
by Leslie Ann EisenbergThat night, lissome girl wonders on her love
to be lover after meeting is not accidental
after all, she’s accustomed to
the familiar knawing at her heart
and daydreams of swimming in a
River that adores the stroke of her skin
Is this more than explosive déjà vu
Could this be farewell to dreams
Kisswhispers wake her like a bell,
“Now our journey can begin”
Glory is the morning revel in the treasure
of touches, together, moments, Infinite
Seashore eyes peer down atop a skyscraper frame,
eyes that have already taken her, completely
And when his toothy grin sings “Follow me,”
every last wondering vaporizes,
And she does
02/21/2009 Author's Note: sequel to fieldwork
Posted on 10/09/2009
Copyright © 2025 Leslie Ann Eisenberg
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/09/09 at 10:29 PM But too often we allow our heart to follow something we can't name. I think it's a truth that does make us free, and hopefully glad. Much enjoyed this poem of your, nice, very nice. Thanks. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 10/10/09 at 12:46 AM I also think this is nice...CharMin |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/10/09 at 01:44 AM There is much time between Fieldwork and this - I liked going back and rereading that and then rereading this. It made for a deeper experience, both of which I enjoyed. Thank you. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 10/12/09 at 06:02 AM I love the use of imagery and wordplay as this unweaves. Very nice Leslie! |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 10/14/09 at 03:40 AM this is good, scattery and a bit shattery. i love it for that. this is pieced apart and sharp, it's got a finish that is like fangs in the neck. pinpoint accuracy. i liked the language and your few changes were better than what was. you're a smart poet i think, not too much of a thinker, but a bright let it flower. this is so good...i missed your work. excelente. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/18/09 at 02:43 PM The concise wonder of this is enchanting, and transmits the essence of the quickness of transformation and the twinkling beginning of love~ the word choice is conscious and lissome, kisswhispers flow like a River throughout! |
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