by Rene Foran
of milky white
springtime innocent
valley splendors
i sing psalms
of moody indigo
lustful moon
mountain carvings
i write sonnets
but it is for you, teacher
i thirst always
for that poetic mouthful
as you come
back turned 'round
ready to leave
i am again
breathless
wordless
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"I need the sea because it teaches me" ~Pablo Neruda
a beautiful piece. Sweet.
Really nice form, Rene.
i love this. first piece this morning, hit the spot where i'm ready to listen (still!) for the teacher(s) who may appear when i'm ready to learn.
Lovely.
This is yes, lovely.
Michael, Sam, Marcus, Frankie and Susan. Thank you all for stopping by and reading. It matters to me...a lot :)