L'Nass Shango Poet Free verse

Strange Thing

Tonight you come tip toe into my mind like a room
Where first I tasted the rich elixir of your tongue
And made you promises that I meant to keep
Without knowledge of the savage rocks of doom
Tonight something like jasmine
Or your perfume lingers in the air
Like a memory of happy days gone
And though I love you still
I ask my heart why would it not let you in again
And my heart flinching in its pain
Tells me that I could not be happy again
Because you carry now the salt of too many seas
And would compare me to all your memories
And the barnacle from some distant and primitive dock
Would crust my quay and litter my rock.
This is a strange thing to me.

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Christopher Higgins May 2, 2009 at 4:42 AM You captured the moment with flair and yet again let my mind see the journey I have to travel to be a true poet.

Charmaine Chircop May 2, 2009 at 1:11 AM shango she carries the salt of too many seas,but finding her rest in the same shore maybe!its nice the imagery of jasmine,you brought me sweet scent here and sadness in the verse heart flinching with pain,in every verse,i seem to read a life ---wonderful,a poet an artist and a friend----charma