sometimes,

written during same stream of consciousness as "she has a lot of land."

sometimes,

in her world it is

silent. 

beautifully silent.

she runs through the grass,

or lays down in the soil⎯the 

soft land against her 

body, like

a child's breath to 

a flame. 

sometimes she swims,

held by the cool water⎯the 

salt 

clinging to her lips

and hair.

 

Reviews

[Geneticstar]

beautiful.

[David Benson]

Like the previous poem, I'm again seeing the older woman, though for the moment she seems to have a grasp on her facilities. There is the odd typo glitch again - the long dash is pasting over as a square. But that doesn't spoil the work. I love it.

[solo2be]

Very simple but very vivid imagery. Great write

[Fabian G. Franklin]

So she is a tree nymph or a muse from the wood, that whisper of warmth that clings like the brine; seasoning the sensations of her dreams. Simply lovely verse, I enjoyed.

[Moflo]

I must say, this was very unique. I liked your descriptions a lot, very vivid, and its written so simply that the words have a very profound effect. Good write!

[Danny K]

nice