Saturday, July 28, 2007

july is defined by this dream

I want to lie down in sweet-smelling grass and look at the sky above me and not move an inch until the autumn storms sweep in. Then I will roll myself into a blanket and fall asleep in peace.

5 comments:

Rashi said...

hey poet..i liked the comment on my post better than the post itself..thx !

abt ths one, b'ful is the dream..so well explained, the intent and the cause...great !

annie said...

there is sumtin diffrnt about ur blog...i liked it:)

Prince K. said...

Autumn storms, Stormgazer?
That should be wonderful... more wonderful than starry skies hidden by murky clouds.

I really love your posts... volumes they speak.

Aruni RC said...

"...fall asleep in peace".

And maybe the alarm-clock can be transformed into a robin or something. Yes, I really belive I have wanted to do those things, escape reality on the coattails of a storm.

Have a peaceful time on the grass, pianopoet, and when the storm breaks I'm sure you shall be the true 'stormgazer'.

Yes, I had re-written the poem; I'm glad it moved you. Thanks.
Fare thee well then, but return I shall after the 22nd of August.

Prince K. said...

Hah. My third offering. Over-praised, I must say, dear PP. Yet you keep on. You have a spare pin somewhere? My head has bloated to infinite proportions.
Oh, well... never mind. Alarond commented. Haha.

One day I shall dedicate a Diamante to you. (With your permission, o'course.) Haha. {Yes. I know I sounded weird.}