The leaves are always left out when mentioning the flower

rollings
rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
edited January 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
More hours than
it's as if you were just here
strange like the smell of rain that sweeps the days that
the calendar dropped so fast
(speedy dealer he is)
there's just enough room left
for more of his last breath

every day I knew the sun would rise
but today I felt it lower than ever before
it limped across the gate and down my dreams
like that one where she grabbed you from my hand and talked to you for so long
under her demon blanket of knees
and you calling her hug

I know only a volunteer could be in this position
who else lets the drizzle stab their every calm
who else takes their finger and with it presses the button just to see what it does

then the knock on the door comes
and its the rain
and you calling me again
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  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Good poem Rollings. :thumbup:
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  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    Between you, Pepper, Chad, and the various others who rock this board with awesome words, I always have something excellent to read.

    The PJ Poetry forum is THE SHIT.
    I knew it all along, see?
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    ~ ~ ~
    Thank you justam!
    Jamuel El Saxophone wrote:
    Between you, Pepper, Chad, and the various others who rock this board with awesome words, I always have something excellent to read.

    The PJ Poetry forum is THE SHIT.

    thank you Jamuel.

    I am grateful to be a piece thereof. .....
  • bowerymission
    bowerymission Posts: 160
    oooh, nice!
    Into the Wild Things
  • mysticweed
    mysticweed Posts: 3,710
    Rollings wrote:
    More hours than
    it's as if you were just here
    strange like the smell of rain that sweeps the days that
    the calendar dropped so fast
    (speedy dealer he is)
    there's just enough room left
    for more of his last breath

    every day I knew the sun would rise
    but today I felt it lower than ever before
    it limped across the gate and down my dreams
    like that one where she grabbed you from my hand and talked to you for so long
    under her demon blanket of knees
    and you calling her hug

    I know only a volunteer could be in this position
    who else lets the drizzle stab their every calm
    who else takes their finger and with it presses the button just to see what it does

    then the knock on the door comes
    and its the rain
    and you calling me again

    yeah
    this one is up there with my favorites of yours
    one of my favorites
    all together
    "the calendar dropped so fast
    (speedy dealer he is)"
    unfuckingreal!
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    DOWNbytheRiver wrote:
    yeah
    this one is up there with my favorites of yours
    one of my favorites
    all together
    "the calendar dropped so fast
    (speedy dealer he is)"
    unfuckingreal!

    thank you sister
    your comments always make me say cheese

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