It Never Entered My Mind

third and last in the Love series

 

‘It Never Entered My Mind’*

 

Song: "It Never Entered My Mind" - 1956

by Miles Davis - album: ‘Working With the Miles

Davis Quartet’

Quartet: John Coltrane / Red Garland /

Paul Chambers / Philly Joe Jones

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Walking through life,

these mean streets

filled with decay,

women hating,

revolting culture

and its ‘all about me-ism’,

it never entered my mind

that you were the sirocco breeze

disturbing the poems I read.

~~~

I never realized that cloud

hovering over my head

was filled with metaphoric words

and would rain down

soaking me with sticky butterscotch

and heart beats

I thought long ago dead.

~~~

It never entered my mind

I would find

you floating through my poems

leaving pieces of yourself behind.

Nor, that I would want

to discover all of you;

devour the taste of your mystery;

wrap my arms around

the gentle vistas of your dreams.

That I would fall for you.

~~~

~~redzone 1.31.14

*Note: I used the title of this song, ‘It Never

Entered My Mind’ both in the title of this poem,

    but also in several places in the poem.

Author's Note

Thought this Miles song was trippy enough to express musically what was going through my mind as I wrote this last part of the Love series... hope you enjoy and thanks for reading..

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is one of the most beautiful love poems I've read . . . EVER! I love the "It never entered my mind" refrain becuz that's exactly how I've been for the last 20+ years. I never gave up on love or eschewed it, but I just stopped thinking about it or hoping for it. I guess that would make love's unexpected appearance so much more delightful, if it just happened to appear one day -- & you've described such delight in a sensory & delightful way: "sirocco breeze" . . . "sticky butterscotch" . . . and especially: "floating through my poems leaving pieces of yourself behind."

I have a sneaking suspicion that this will not actually be "the last" . . . *heh! heh! heh!*

[Jack...]

My friend, I usually don't copy and paste portions of the poem I have just read but...

It never entered my mind
I would find
you floating through my poems
leaving pieces of yourself behind.

This right here is off the charts, good. This verse right here says it all. Damn, I wish I had written that.

Wonderfully done series of poems Mr. Redzone...if I were closer I'd shake your hand and bow...

[Lydia Shutter]

"The taste of mystery" ah, it plays on the tongue just as the rainbows did in your other poem in this series. Curt, PLEASE don't stop writing romantic poetry. It carries me away on a magic carpet ride of fairy tale romance mingled with unspoken desires. Amazing.....simply amazing! "nice". Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Sticky butterscotch and sirocco breezes, quite the mess I'd think, it all comes with the territory no?
Love that song by the way...it puts me in such a peaceful state of mind. Love "devour the taste of your mystery', it looks good on you curt. Your heart beats through this poem...x

[redzone]

thanks Frieda... it wasn't beating for a long time... but I think this is enough sticky butterscotch poetry for me... it suits you, Jack, Julie and Lydi more than me... my heart is beating again, but not as gently as you amd others here at WC,,, so you write em and I'll read em and sigh.. ;o)

[Frieda P]

Ha I hardly write gooey butterscotch muchly, unless you're tawkin bout the gooey goodness stuff ;-) You're right, Jack, Julie and Lydikey are unsurpassed at the romance stuff, they have the market cornered. You do butterscotch with such flavor though curt ;-)

[redzone]

maybe not gooey butterscotch Frieda, but you are very good at the lovey dovey stuff and making people "sigh" and isn't this also the "gooey goodness stuff".. yep I think so.. and you and Jack not only do splendiferous collabs, but also back and forth sensually charged (is this the right word, sensually?? lol, perhaps) ;o).. so modesty may get you that "lady" title, but certainly does not fit the "Wild Thang" image.. ok ok , red is letting your leg go.. no more pulling..

[Frieda P]

Hahaha, I'm seriously laughing out loud now....if I yell uncle will you stop badgering me? ;-P MWAH!

[redzone]

hmmm probably not.. lol.. of course Frieda, no more badgering.. or pulling legs.. or or or.. But one last thing, I am a redzone, not a badger.. ;-p and must I make Curt also cool his heels?? on the other hand Curt is more gentlemany so he wouldn;t think of being a badgerer thingie/person.. whatever.. lol

[Frieda P]

Hahaha otay Sybil.... ;-)