Today, January 18, went slowly <br /> <br />The weather is thickened by overcast <br />and the rains the size of monsoons. <br />I consider going to the ocean <br />if it weren’t for the sudden winds. <br /> <br />I’ll go tomorrow. It’ll be just fine. <br />Tomorrow I still shall be seventy years old <br />for another eleven months and <br />that’s almost a full year of wisdom. <br /> <br />On the table, a vase filled with blossoms. <br />Inebriated by their bouquet I sense <br />and smell their vapors and listen <br />to the drip of dew and daydream <br /> <br />a path from the tip of your breast to <br />your underbelly where a blossom opens <br />letting me enter a rainbow of senses <br />where my feelings cascade in pearly drops. <br /> <br />~~~ <br />Alex Nodopaka Jan©2010 <br />AD Something<br /><br />Alex Nodopaka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/today-january-18-went-slowly/
