June 29, 2013
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Photo does not necessarily relate to the poem!
Orange Sky
It is one of those strange evenings
when orange clouds fill the sky.
It is an end of the day
when showers bring out
newspaper umbrellas
as people race to their cars
with an arm full of groceries.
A girl with wide hips and
soulful eyes walks her dog
unaware of my presence and
without notice of the blazing sky.
To her, I am transparent
as I stand on one leg
like a seagull perched
on a post in sea breeze
and a smilie wide in hope
her eyes will find me
aching for her to ache for
me.
Comments (12)
i like the poem. and the bird is lovely too.
we always want the one who doesn’t want us.
well, I think birds try to attract each other cause the guys have really colorful fealthers and we girls have dull colors.
Standing on one leg?
Love the way you have finished the third stanza. ‘Aching for her to ache for me’. That says it all doesn’t it?
Third leg, yes?
“when showers bring out
newspaper umbrellas
as people race to their cars
with an arm full of groceries.”
I like those lines especially. Great imagery in this poem.
If I must take a stab I’ll guess that’s a yellow finch?
Awesome on both accounts
I think the bird is fitting. He appears to be checking something out….
Correct, or as we called them back in South Dakota – canary. Glad you liked the lines. @TheSutraDude -
Guess it is different with humans, the gals the ones with the pretty feathers. @Texasjillcarmel -
glad to see you stopped by, haven’t seen you for a while. Hope you guys are doing well. @jbcriss5 -
Your poems are always so good! This one conjures up some amazing images! I think we’ve all felt this way about at least one someone.
Even with my out-there out-going personality, I’ve felt transparent before. It’s not a feeling I enjoy.
HUGS!!! Happy Sunny Sunday!!!
@vexations - yes, gals don’t have to try so hard do they?