purple hueA Poem by DaniElle LaPointeLittle bit of my mind tonight...(Lonely is this phone keypad) (Lonelier by the minute) passing people living, light, aimless They have no barriers No privacy, shameless (Back to writing of my thoughts of things) I have counted 23 heartstrings staked to moist black soil west of here stringy strung attachment and right now I desire to BOARD A FERRY HEAR THE BUZZ OF TIRES ON THE GRATED RAMP Walk the decks face the salty humid wind take in the calm of Georgia STRAIGHT sailboats passing by (Keypad touch screen) (Tick tuck tuck tuck tick...) think of old typewriters too Not as much as I think of you and how this planet of water and dust Spins, spun out Please
slash the bonds that broke these strings Mastering the Sweating of smaller things I want to see your garden BLOOMING worked by my hand LOOKING AT LOOMING clouded and shadowed land chives in the windowsill (NO LONGER LONELY AS THE PHONE DIES OUT) (Finish this piece and what it's about) WANTING TO co-GROW eggplant Simply for the purple hue (Aubergine) So full of me to be full of you © 2023 DaniElle LaPointeAuthor's Note
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Added on March 15, 2013Last Updated on March 2, 2023 AuthorDaniElle LaPointeCalgary, CanadaAboutI have returned to my first love, poetry, since the death of my only sibling Aaron. I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. I like to explore grief, loss, and the healing process. I write as things .. more.. |

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