[Poem] Suppose

• LazerLordz

  21 Mar 07, 01:39

  Suppose.
  
  Suppose that we are
  more like cats
  than a mere pair
  of geckos on the wall.
  
  Rather that we crawl,
  paw, maul the fence
  in wanton uncertainty
  but in clear true-type sight
  than a day without
  needy visibility.
  
  Suppose love talks
  and we take the walks
  in thy garden
  where Geronimo wept
  for the sunset of the Red.
  
  Rather you dream?
  And garrulously tousle
  about in a day long
  lost.
  In a loop of sweetness.
  
  Suppose you love me
  but I do not know
  nor confirm with chop la!
  And we merely kick
  our feet in bliss.
  My toes, and yours
  they grin in the night air.
  
• PointBlue

  21 Mar 07, 01:50

  very poetic
• Bluesky_Liz

  21 Mar 07, 16:45

  Very delightful poem.
  
  

  
  And we merely kick
  our feet in bliss.
  My toes, and yours
  they grin in the night air.

  
• MoonIce

  23 Mar 07, 08:58

  Originally posted by LazerLordz:
  Suppose.
  
  Suppose that we are
  more like cats
  than a mere pair
  of geckos on the wall.
  
  Rather that we crawl,
  paw, maul the fence
  in wanton uncertainty
  but in clear true-type sight
  than a day without
  needy visibility.
  
  Suppose love talks
  and we take the walks
  in thy garden
  where Geronimo wept
  for the sunset of the Red.
  
  Rather you dream?
  And garrulously tousle
  about in a day long
  lost.
  In a loop of sweetness.
  
  Suppose you love me
  but I do not know
  nor confirm with chop la!
  And we merely kick
  our feet in bliss.My toes, and yours
  they grin in the night air.
  [/b]

  Nice!!!
• ellzrae

  23 Mar 07, 20:49

  Originally posted by LazerLordz:
  Suppose.
  
  Suppose that we are
  more like cats
  than a mere pair
  of geckos on the wall.
  
  Rather that we crawl,
  paw, maul the fence
  in wanton uncertainty
  but in clear true-type sight
  than a day without
  needy visibility.
  
  Suppose love talks
  and we take the walks
  in thy garden
  where Geronimo wept
  for the sunset of the Red.
  
  Rather you dream?
  And garrulously tousle
  about in a day long
  lost.
  In a loop of sweetness.
  
  Suppose you love me
  but I do not know
  nor confirm with chop la!
  And we merely kick
  our feet in bliss.
  My toes, and yours
  they grin in the night air.
  

  "but I do not know
  nor confirm with chop la!"
  Seems to distract me from the overall feel of the poem. Was it a little surprise for the reader? But i like the last 2 lines..
  
• LazerLordz

  19 Apr 07, 20:04

  Originally posted by ellzrae:

  "but I do not know
  nor confirm with chop la!"
  Seems to distract me from the overall feel of the poem. Was it a little surprise for the reader? But i like the last 2 lines..
  

  It was intentional.
  
  Thanks for reading.