will you teach me of love?
. .....maybe
let us begin then
. .....when you are ready
i am ready
. .....you only think you are ready
ok so let us instead talk of love
. .....as you wish
who was your greatest love?
. .....she is the wind
who was the wind?
. .....the wind my friend.....
. the wind, is the caress
. of passion
. she paints each season
. the skies and seas
. she steals the harvest
. yet brings tomorrow
how can the wind be love?
. ......seek the wind beyond famine
. ......and you shall begin to know
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dusk arising (
Offline) - Published: September 24th, 2021 00:28
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Comments6
Just lovely ... dusk 🙂 truly beautiful poem ....
I like the questions in this and the conversational style . ))
Super words d a together with a Weather Report recording I had never heard before - I have now.
Good write dusk.
the yellowrose just countersunked the nail she so squarely hit on the head .. this guys with her mate ... bloomin lovely ............................................. N
you been reading Plato's 'Phaedo'?
cos you've got Socrates, unsettled;
his place at the pinnacle of the dialogue king, may
just have a new challenger.. lol
(forgive my overzealous reaction, I laud your choice to showcase
that dialectic writing tradition, in this wonderfully woven classic themed poetry)
A great write Dusk, thank you for sharing!
this made my morning
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