Jacques De Boys

Rookie - 0 Points (04/02/1993 / Chicago)

The Natured Course That Was Mis-Nurtured - Poem by Jacques De Boys

I pulled a twig from the tree & watched its finite linger.
At youth, I wanted too much my dust to be mingled upon yours.
However, I have never met the grass that belittled the sky.
For the grounds of suspicion-
If you are narrowing your love through drops of rain..., please let me know beforehand.
For I'm at a middle aged care for it. You cut open my chest, examined the heart-
but new no more than I did. 
Only another woman's beauty will drink of your mind.
So farewell my dear. My youth is well off... Enclosed in an attic grace...somewhere.


Comments about The Natured Course That Was Mis-Nurtured by Jacques De Boys

  • Gold Star - 32,519 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/29/2013 8:47:00 PM)

    my youth is well-off. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013


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