The Summer Thief

Righteous Jammer

When you walk with me
Along this leaf-strewn city path,
I take shallow little breaths,
A still tongue behind pursed lips.
Your eyes flutter from time to time
Before they roll into the back of your head:
Two slits the colour of our brittle Autumn sky.
I am numb to my own footfall,
Yours I barely detect
As we haunt the barrows
In search of our misplaced summer.

velvet I site

a poet wrote:

When you walk with me
Along this leaf-strewn city path,
I take shallow little breaths,
A still tongue behind pursed lips.
Your eyes flutter from time to time
Before they roll into the back of your head:
Two slits the colour of our brittle Autumn sky.
I am numb to my own footfall,
Yours I barely detect
As we haunt the barrows
In search of our misplaced summer.

Beautiful.

seriously, what a thought; it seems moving enough to me.

Ali

a poet wrote:

When you walk with me
Along this leaf-strewn city path,
I take shallow little breaths,
A still tongue behind pursed lips.
Your eyes flutter from time to time
Before they roll into the back of your head:
Two slits the colour of our brittle Autumn sky.
I am numb to my own footfall,
Yours I barely detect
As we haunt the barrows
In search of our misplaced summer.

Two slits the colour of our brittle autumn sky.....
pretty:)

But as JIm says,poet....wait until the war is over.....:)

Great writing...and I cant wait to hear what else you got....

*(ps I gotta check my my space mail.....)

Righteous Jammer

I Got Lots Of Ideas Running Through My Head..just Got To Put Them Down On Paper.......