gepteinber 15, 1989 Xhg Lance
Quill & Ink
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alone in a rcxdm of people
My feeling is strange and lonely.
As the time now haunts me
1 unveil my heart and soul.
But now it condemns me.
For I am lost in a world that changes,
when 1 do not.
1 stand facing my written destiny-
Ihe one I wrote myself.
A person alone that is ridiculed
For what she has done, and
what she has not.
Why do I not see what I have seen?
For all I have now are the memories,
but they are soon to deceive me.
Why do 1 feel this way?
I don't give up!
I stand strong or am I weak?
Mind is gone and soul confused;
Why so different from where we started
or where we finished?
I bleed for the answer.
For what I do not know.
—me
THE POEM FIELDS
In The Poem Fields
With You,
Poem-Woman, (Friend)
We Feel The Responsibility
Of The Earth
That Is Love
When You Brand
Your Feelings To The Page,
Poem-Woman,
Pull Your Soul Up
By The Roots And Say: Run Free
Run Free
In The Flollowed-Out Back
Of An Old Dead Oak
An Emerald Fern
Grows Strong:
Life Follows Death
In The Poem Fields
I Hear The Hurt
In Your Laughter
Poem, Woman (Friend)
Also:
The Smiles
In Your Tears
JELLO DREAM ONE
Cherry flavored raspberry gue
Sticky liquid orange
Bouncy green sticking to me and you
We roll around from room to room
Indulging our imaginations and fantasies
Sliding down a blackberry flume
Let's see what exotic things we might try
Does black cherry or lemon exci te ?
Let's suck blueberry watermelon to get high
Or perhaps cover each other with powdered lime
Then dive into a ten-foot block of peach
And eat our way out taking our time
We've everything you'd want right here
A kiwi sky and a pineapple river
Where melon men unload the ships at the pier
Let's dance upon a banana stage
And wade in the grape sea
Then make love in a pear cage
Oh what a thrilling place to be
This holiday retreat where reality reigns
And we forget the allusions we normally see
Let's lose ourselves in this fruity land
Let's hike up apple hills
And dig our toes in tangerine sands
We plunge into plum
And slowly we become aroused
As I long for you to come
We drift apart on comequat clouds
And long for the touch of each other
Our desires running wild
We crash to the calamondan ground
And crawl to each other through coconut plains
And hold each other neither making sound
Our bodies entwined
You tenderly lay me in loquat fields
And together perfection we find
Mary Cay
IN A QUIET PLACE
As I Make Music
In A Quiet Place You
My Sometime Friend
Make Perfect Folly For Troubled Cries
And Trade Hot Spunk For Her Sweet Sighs
As You Make Music
In A Quiet Place I
Your Sometime Friend
Swim Deep For Pears
Of Wondrous Size
And Steal Your Borrowed Judas Eyes
In A Quiet Place
Under A Cardboard Sky You
My Anytime Friend
Make Our Bed In The Shade Of Trees
And Raise Our Fort With Sand And Dreams
AUGUST 8
Tonight the sandy waves
brought you
back
And for a moment
you touched me
and smiled
and
in the rush of the surf
I heard you say,
"The world needs poets."
It was beautiful
for a moment
and
then
the tide carried you away again
And it saddens me
to know
that
you didn't.
Jennifer hitch
AUGUST 17
swirling in the summer air
beyond and past
and into lands
unknowing
feeling nothing
but the swirling summer wind
wrap up
against the mountain
and away
above the faded fountain
of some
fortgotten
lifetime
when
living
was
laughter and love
raining
down
and swirling
up iinto a summer breeze
jennifer hitch
David Southwood-Smith
David Southwood-Smith