SupraGlide

slipstream dream
the furthest lines
edged
this forest scent

there is hungry rain
in the air for melting winter ghosts
there is savage annointments
neath the calling ice

these turquoise visions
speaking
the moist sky
scrubbed
in meaning

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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Comments

Nordic cloud

14 years 5 months ago

I love the contents

"there is savage annointments".......don't you mean there ARE savage...
or is a savage ....

I would like to see three or even four
haiku-like poems here
separating the portions
or having them as a group of them,
it seems suddenly,
from you,
over explained Steven?
I love the contents though as aye.

Love to you from Ann.