Did you see me today?
Stamping my boots, clapping gloves
Breathing out frozen smoke
Did you see me today?
Miss-pump-miss-pump-miss-pump
Cuss-laugh-cuss-smile-cuss-mutter.
Did you see me today?
Four roosters in my right hand
One hot Winchester Model 12 Featherweight in the other.
Did you see me today?
laughing soul deep telling the tale taller each time
Over steaming potato and ham soup.
Did you see me today?
Because
I heard you
The swishing of the prairie grass
Against my brush pants.
I felt you
The sun warming
my wind-chapped cheeks.
I saw you
Soaring over me ever-watchful
Slipping the ties of gravity effortlessly riding the air.
You were here with me.














Comments
This is GOOD.
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Still, the whistle pig,
On Monday, bids adieu to his own kind.
As a critique that's not very advanced.
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Still, the whistle pig,
On Monday, bids adieu to his own kind.
First time I have had a sexy poem...better mark that down!
thank you for your comments.
jfk
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Thanks again for the comments
jfk
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"I felt you/The sun warming/my wind-chapped cheeks." Simply beautiful.
I agree with Mark: this is GOOD. :B
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Wowza! How awesomesupremo! That\'s just so ulticooliolicious!
I apologize in advance for this...I have been a-mused lately. I couldn't help it. Puns are a sickness for which there is no cure.
Thank you for taking the time to comment on my poetry ot does mean so much
james
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Ahh, thank-you for writing such amazing poetry~ :B
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Wowza! How awesomesupremo! That\'s just so ulticooliolicious!
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