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Author Name: PremiumBrokenBeast 5 Comments
Date Added: August 17, 2012 13:08:24 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
Category: Nature Add To Favorites | Text Only
 
Alive

I am Alive, in the bright  summer air.

I Feel everything, touching my skin and fondling my hair.

I love the Taste of the Breeze, salty and moist in my mouth,

Feel it flowing with ease, one big breathe in-

Hot and steamy, rushing back out.

 

My hair is soft on my shoulders and tickles my cheeks.

Reflecting each strand with incandescence

The molten gold orb displays a rainbow of colors for only me to see.

 

Now, lie down, relax, soak up the sun

Enjoy her beauty-the day has just begun.

 

Close my eyes, feel the delicate heat

Draging my toes back and forth through warm sand,

 Making  the sound-

Squeak, squeak, squeak

 

Now a  Breeze blows, chilling sun-kissed skin

Evaporating the heat, leaving prickles and shivers-

Small valleys and creases for dew to move in.

To settle and wait for the sun once again.

 

The Breeze has left me alone.

It's too hot, unwanted-I feel exposed.

My blood is at the surface, warming me, burning me, shaming me.

Showing my sin.

 

Sweat streaming down my back, my breathing comes faster

She shines too brightly

When will in end?

 

I want to go back

Oh, hurry let this be over, I can stand no minute more.

Cool me, cleanse me-

Take it all away.

Blow your Breeze on me.

Dry me completely, speak softly-

Make it all O.K.

 

Cover me with your Night, just take the Day away.

 

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Comments:
Comment By: FreeFilthy on September 5, 2012 01:07:28 AM Report
The other comments are by people who are more grown up than me...I read the first stanza...I Feel everything, touching my skin and fondling my hair.

I love the Taste of the Breeze, salty and moist in my mouth...


I decided that was more to do with having a "good time" rather than being alive, it set the tone from then on...great poem, just a shame my filthy mind probably missed the point lol.


Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on August 19, 2012 10:17:16 AM Report
This is a really special poem.  I love how it changes -- it seems to make a full turn --180 degrees... if I read it right.  The ending is super-marvelous.  Captivating.  --David
Comment By: FreeChuck on August 18, 2012 05:12:01 PM Report
Too hot for too long is too much for anyone to take...I love that you are tasting the weather in this one...I don't think I've seen that anywhere before...it's beautiful.
Comment By: FreeTomahawk on August 17, 2012 06:55:34 PM Report


There is power in the words...."Cover me with your Night, just take the Day away". There is something to be said for the night, it slows down the urgency of the day, gives one pause to renew one's sense and sensibilities. Fine work, Shawn.


 


Len

Comment By: FreeJohn Armlovich on August 17, 2012 03:08:02 PM Report


hmmm..... carpe noctem..... Its better than the day. This is a good poem, but what you describe of being outside during the day, well, its just not what I like. :) I prefer the night. well done my friend,


John





 


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