WARMTH

Cover my trunk,
I would have it warm.

The mother carries
For nine months.
The bird sits her eggs.
Why not then want warmth
Life springs from there;

Do not buds unfold in beauty,
Within earth's warm arms.!

So, cover my bosom
My vitals lodge there,
My instinct and my heart

And though the brain
Parades upon the neck,
Within its cranium cave;

It is in the bosom
My mind finds warmth.

So cover my trunk
I would have it warm.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: The Nederlands

Favorite Poets: William Butler Yates, Wallace Stevens, Giuseppe ungaretti, William Blake

Comments

raj

7 years 1 month ago

Hi tyro

"warmth" has a physical as well as an emotional state...your poem is weaved around the emotional state and has that soft feel...if i may suggest, do you think it would be good to say "I would [love] it warm" as also "my vitals [reside] there?

i liked the texture, substance and flow of this poem....and it surely exudes warmth
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tyro

7 years 1 month ago

thanks raj

thanks raj
"your poem is weaved around the emotional state"
Yes, that is what it is about, saying feeling is warmer than thought.

raj

7 years 1 month ago

good to know tyro that I read

good to know tyro that I read it right..and felt it too...
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scribbler

7 years 1 month ago

Hi

Matters not how hot the fire one sits beside if there is no warmth in the heart.

gregwa8

7 years 1 month ago

really like the line/concept:

really like the line/concept: "cover my bosom, my vitals lodged there, my instinct and my heart," which is central to the poem, and the idea of covering your "trunk." i think the poem could benefit from fleshing out the tree metaphor a little bit more in it.