Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Our Lady Of The Reef

There are times when I would give
Almost anything
To be eighteen again, and
Stand barefoot on the
Sands of the Port Austin shore
As aquamarine
Broke and glittered beneath the
Late afternoon sun.

To feel the late July breeze
Kiss my neck and leave
The scent of sand and lilac;
Feel the lips of God
Poised mere inches from my own--
That, and that alone,
Could flood my empty basins,
Could quench these dry reeds.

9 Comments:

Blogger iamcoyote said...

sand and lilac

I like that.

1:09 AM  
Anonymous blue girl said...

Very nice, Milo.

1:15 AM  
Anonymous soul pumpkin said...

...sixteen lines of brilliance, Milo...we should collaborate on some songs...

1:57 AM  
Blogger teh l4m3 said...

That poem works very well with the color scheme of the template you've chosen for your blog. A weird and flip comment, I know. I just thought the sort of tequila-sunrise-ish peach of the background was a nice setting for that poem.

I'm feeling more than thinking here, obviously...

9:26 AM  
Anonymous Just a Pixie said...

I'm feeling more than thinking here, obviously...

Do you have ANY idea the importance of what you just said?????

Beautiful.

{{{Milo}}}
{{{Soul Pumpkin)))

10:53 AM  
Blogger MichaelBains said...

Milo... {deepbreath}

Namaste Spc. Freeman.

12:14 PM  
Blogger Pookie Sixx said...

Wow. This is beautiful. I have put it on my page for my girls to enjoy!


Thanks!

5:45 PM  
Blogger cinnabari said...

Lovely. You just keep getting better.

6:47 PM  
Blogger enigma4ever said...

this is so lovely....wow....

3:07 AM  

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