Loose

 

I am running nude through the field
with my bare feet enjoying every sensual
blade of grass that has been given to me
and grown by our mother whom we neglect.

The song grows intense in the air as the birds
praise the coming of the goddess who
sits on the golden throne with her
pink hues giving her surprise party away

The air is as pure as that before the year 1700
and I breathe it in and feel every molecule
heal me and make me whole and impregnate
my skin and my mind and I know all is good.

This feeling surrounds me, and it is you
and for the first time in so long I can feel
the goodness of life and the wellbeing of
my disastrous mind and I am loose.

Reviews

[J. James Reider]

you are able to take me from in front of this computer screen and place me into your poem as if it would be incomplete without me! I have never been in such a situation and quite honestly, I wish I had... it may have prepared me better for reading your work.. it is so easy to read and it plays out just like a movie would!

[Michael X]

focusing on the images this poem is creatively soulful, very touching, i really enjoyed where this
poem transports the reader, its a gallery glimpse, reminds me of a portrait, painted expressions
brushed upon the readers mind, the passionate energy is consuming, the wording is nice,
its a great writing, poetically enhanced by the vision of freedom's flight for justification, beautiful,

The third poem I have read and loved just as much. These are written well.