Not really sure

Not really sure

A Poem by Mark
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to dream and wonder

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I've been taking the long way lately
To see how I feel in the way you smile
when you look, see what you feel
about this hook by the crook.

To do what I do and notice
you noticing.
Not really sure, not really there
not really here but drinking in.

I let the stars toss that
in the jingle jangle casino.
Praying for a new burst bright
and blinding from the dust.

No answer do they have
but they look pretty
and the galaxy has milk,
while Venus looks charmed.

Sun bursts and radios
hum the static of our attraction
I feel/see the sear, our sizzling senses,
and tongues wet for salvation.

A prayer, a genuflection
a geniune confluence
your ying, my yang
From the darkness, the suns create.

© 2013 Mark


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Some good imagery in this. I liked the "Jingle Jangle Casino" line best. Good read. Thanks Mark

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Thanks for reading, glad you liked the Casino.. LOL that was my favorite line too.
I like the complete poem. You create many good visions and open the door to thoughts to ponder upon.
"No answer do they have
but they look pretty
and the galaxy has milk,
while Venus looks charmed. "
I have prayed to the stars often in my life. Never got a answer either. I like the ending. Thank you fo sharing the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mark

11 Years Ago

Thankyou my friend. I have to visit your work soon, I've been neglecting that.

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