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Date Posted: 01:35:07 08/20/01 Mon
Author: By Peggy Meeks-King
Author Host/IP: 206.97.65.18
Subject: Rhapsody In Blue

" Rhapsody In Blue "

© by Peggy Meeks-King

A Raindrop
falls to the earth,
a single drop of rain.
Love is ecstasy, great delight and pain.
I am one who writes poems and
I am one who strings songs together
too make some beautiful noise with words
hung by thin silver threads from the moon, from the stars.
I do not play the guitar
at times I do touch others with silent tears,
a sad hymn,
straight lines,
triangles made from red Valentines,
little bold letters written in blue ink,
is the poem a good time,
a good sign?
Its the middle of August again
I smell the ripeness of everything here on earth,
even the last few butterflies sing
in crescent blue star light.
I do like the thought of love
and yet I never seem to reach
it.
I am still
listening for its beat, its rich hue at dawn.
I am chillled to the bone by love,
I feel the snow-melt.
Love in blue rhapsody
please leave a love note
below the surface
I smell the fear
face to face
writing love poems
down in a plain language
some say comet fever
some say madness come to call ya all,
drink the dark beer
until you are good and drunk
casual goddess creating from deep in the
forbidden throat
always waiting for a ride on a paper boat
you so want true love
its like love has washed into the giant ocean
without warning, and
only a tiny stain is left here with me
your mimic of blue glee
or is that the sound of the great sea calling to me
yeah I drank in some love and I laughed at its sweetness
if i open my mouth
real wide from the side
will you give me some
green broccoli not a kiss
what happened to my bliss
and I screamed at it ,at the pain
and how fast love comes and goes
like last years Easter eggs in the spring rain,
how fast they fade into a blue - gray shade.

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