Where's the poetry my friend? Please!
Doom-scrolling and calculations about the impact of nuclear missiles won't bring peace.
Let's talk about spring and sex.
Let's feel the sun on our faces and forget the fling with the ex.
Will you help me flirt and smile?
Let us really feel. And not think.
Let's turn off our computers and resort to real ink.
My carrier pigeon wants to meet your carrier pigeon.
And while we're at it:
Do remember thy neighbours face when he's innocently singing.
Do remember that erotic wave of love in your innings.
And know he doesn't carry a weapon.
- Author: Solar Impulse_1912 ( Offline)
- Published: March 21st, 2022 15:31
- Comment from author about the poem: Feelings of springtime-longing in absurd times.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
I really enjoyed,poem on.Poignant comes to mind.
Thank you Dean. I'm happy that you enjoyed. And I am very pleased to meet you and your beautiful poems. Keep writing. I specially love the one about nature.
Solar Impulse
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