Love Untied

George.Wright · Post by **George.Wright** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 2:22 am

I climbed all the steps to the top of the tower
in an attempt to be the highest power
and i went down to the bottom of the deepest well
because i had secrets in my heart to tell
and i climbed to the top of the highest crag
so that i would be able to bum and brag
and i cut into my prominent and blood gorged vein
because your beauty had made me feel so lame
and i went and cried on the desert plain
because your love does not feel the same
and i decided to take a trip in space
just to get another glimpse of your troylike face
and a thousand tigers were unleashed
and my heart just had to feast
and the shoes that you left
they were twice blest
and the thin robe that you wore
it turned into a magical musical score
just to smell once more
your perfume aroma on my head
but you are now dead
and i must live on the dreams of memories of lust
and i remember your naked heaving bust
that so replicated the mother earth
when our love was fruitfull and given birth
and my life was so complete
just to have created this incredible feat
part of you lives on past your burial in the peat
and i climb again the ivory tower
amongst the mists and the april showers
and i look way down below
i just don't want to let go
Georges

Copyright: George Wright, 2004

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 2:31 am

This is beautiful, Georges. Your work is really maturing.

George.Wright · Post by **George.Wright** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 2:38 am

Thanks for the compliment Liz, i try my best.
Georges

LaurieAK · Post by **LaurieAK** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 4:16 am

georges~

Really beautiful.

and the thin robe that you wore
it turned into a magical musical score

This is my favorite part. The whole poem shows great heart.

Thanks for sharing.
L

George.Wright · Post by **George.Wright** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 10:52 am

Thanks Laurie for your nice comments. I wrote this last night as i sat at the Board.
Georges

LaurieAK · Post by **LaurieAK** » Fri Apr 02, 2004 7:53 pm

George~

Now i am curious.
Was typing up a poem from conception instead of handwriting it a new thing?

I have found that sometimes if i get really stuck, i can type what i have written and see solutions or come up with major changes. But never have started and finished a poem with 'type.'

Regards,
Laurie

George.Wright · Post by **George.Wright** » Sat Apr 03, 2004 3:51 am

Laurie, i do both ways. It depends on what mood i am in.
Both work, although some better than others.
Best Regards..........Georges