Cpt_Yossarian
12-02-2005, 07:43 AM
I trod the clodded furrows of the field I grew up in,
considering the life of maize
and I encounter x.
Stretching her arms
she cracks the earthen expanse
with her sophisticated boots
and returns my gaze.
She brings esoteric modern incantations
volumes bound in processed sheaths of gloss
but doesn’t care for any spells
and her apathy captures my attraction.
Under a washed out sun, bleeding light
she lends her eyes as a mirror
and releases me of my early morning struggles
as I understand hers.
I see her own unsmiling orbs
her frowning nose
and blank mouth
a countenance void of language.
Through introspective wisdom, its empathetic beat
I undress her.
Her rhythms relieve the fields of their fauna
and we are simply people under light.
I embrace x and we made love
built it in the yellow kernals of maize
in the returning field
we faced our exposed skin
with unburdened lips
learned the intimate facets that make people
and retreated to the pod of our solution.
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This is the revision of a previous version of this poem that got a little dark in its use of language so its somewhat incomplete. If there is anything you like or really despise let me know.
considering the life of maize
and I encounter x.
Stretching her arms
she cracks the earthen expanse
with her sophisticated boots
and returns my gaze.
She brings esoteric modern incantations
volumes bound in processed sheaths of gloss
but doesn’t care for any spells
and her apathy captures my attraction.
Under a washed out sun, bleeding light
she lends her eyes as a mirror
and releases me of my early morning struggles
as I understand hers.
I see her own unsmiling orbs
her frowning nose
and blank mouth
a countenance void of language.
Through introspective wisdom, its empathetic beat
I undress her.
Her rhythms relieve the fields of their fauna
and we are simply people under light.
I embrace x and we made love
built it in the yellow kernals of maize
in the returning field
we faced our exposed skin
with unburdened lips
learned the intimate facets that make people
and retreated to the pod of our solution.
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This is the revision of a previous version of this poem that got a little dark in its use of language so its somewhat incomplete. If there is anything you like or really despise let me know.