A poem about Adrian

this is about a friends friend , we were sitting in this bedroom waiting - looked out the window this arose from the conversation from the 83 set

sitting to evening while 

                                     air drenches pink

Adrian do you know 

                                     that names girl

distant hills blue clouds

                                     incandesce to sunset

No I don't know 

                                     that names girl

                         this landscape known

                         present with guile

                         feints across bed 

                         red unmade bed

birdsong caresses the lay

                                    each touch assures

the girls name neither

                                    have we encountered

  

                                     

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Michael Oliver,
"A poem about adrian" brings thoughts of the daily questions which are carried within private places by the beauty of freindship. Then the beauty of the sky and its livening glow is like a spirit carrying the reader's understanding. Lovely poem with a whimsical feel.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

How divine, a perceived look at the person and place, well done.

[Michael Oliver]

Thank you Thomas you got it