Please Don'T Read As A Poet Poem by A.Z. McCoy

Please Don'T Read As A Poet

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Please don't read as a poet
But as a long-lost friend,
Unseen without trouble
And find me in the gossamer
Growing thick with each passing

In our scaled dimensions
Of time and beauty
And all that spins Truth
In long gowns of sage and clover
Extolled hypnotic songs, bell chime of mysterious ode

Weep gentle like a long sigh
Of wheat in April
And remember
My hand in your hair
Stirred yesterday

For gifts to remain
Your temple and our seaside
Road so cobbled
That fell wayward in the syphoning
Of saturated dusk

Brought us together
Under a bluing moon
To understand the animals
We became with a howl,
The phosphors we saw danced above.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 11 August 2015

Very difficult for this mere poet to not read this poem as the poet I am. Your lines are growing into minds poetically, scaling dimensions of time and beauty! Love your style of writing, exotic and enticing. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 19 November 2014

In fact this is a good poem and likes.

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