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DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
edited June 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Ruby throated and thirsty from my long migration,
I am in my summer home, looking for the deep, wet, hard-cast flowers
filled to over-flowing with sweet water and red dye
I alight atop an old cedar while the big one who sat
mostly naked flashes his small suns in my direction
I lift off again as she is come and I must dance for her
Damn the suns and red sweet water
She is come and I must dance
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  • skyeriverwinterskyeriverwinter Posts: 1,894
    this is very beautiful...brings warm feelings
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    thank you! I would like to add another verse, as I always stop too quickly, I think...

    but, I appreciate the comments :) thanks so much :)
  • eyedclaareyedclaar Posts: 6,980
    DopeBeastie wrote:
    Ruby throated and thirsty from my long migration,
    I am in my summer home, looking for the deep, wet, hard-cast flowers
    filled to over-flowing with sweet water and red dye
    I alight atop an old cedar while the big one who sat
    mostly naked flashes his small suns in my direction
    I lift off again as she is come and I must dance for her
    Damn the suns and red sweet water
    She is come and I must dance

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  • pandorapandora Posts: 21,855
    A beautiful ruby throated who dances for me
    Well done!
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    this is my backyard, a hummingbird sanctuary
    i put your poem out in the garden ;)
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • pandorapandora Posts: 21,855
    chadwick wrote:
    this is my backyard, a hummingbird sanctuary
    i put your poem out in the garden ;)
    :)
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Ruby throated and thirsty from my long migration
    I am in my summer home
    Looking for the deep, wet, hard-cast flowers
    filled to over-flowing with sweet water and red dye

    I alight atop an old cedar while the big one who sat
    mostly naked flashes his small suns in my direction
    I lift off as she is come and I must dance for her

    I dip left, then right, then left again
    Showing inate understanding
    of exactly what it takes
    to get her to accept my effort

    With all the ancestry behind me, we ask presence in her line.
    Again, because we do this over, over, over, every year.

    If I could think, I'd think I shouldn't have to do this.
    She knows me, and I know her.
    We've created many nests in many, many years together
    But every Spring we get amnesia.
    She forgets and so do I and we are never comfortable.

    Like the big two sitting mostly naked, flashing their small suns in our direction.
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