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New Year Dream #1
New Year Dream #1
I was in the French Quarter
and there was a plum tree growing
in Jackson Square.
There was a ladder me and a woman had climbed
to get the plums.
since I had no money
I picked a choice plum
and gave it to the woman as a present
Her juicy bite dripped with gratitude
I was in the French Quarter
and there was a plum tree growing
in Jackson Square.
There was a ladder me and a woman had climbed
to get the plums.
since I had no money
I picked a choice plum
and gave it to the woman as a present
Her juicy bite dripped with gratitude
Published 2nd Jan 2020
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2nd Jan 2020 00:10am
2nd Jan 2020 00:44am
Thanks so much. The surrealness of this poem is that there is a plum tree growing in the middle of a bustling metropolis. Then there is the loneliness made easier by the encounter and sharing with this woman. Glad you enjoyed my friend.
John
John
18th Jan 2020 4:12am
18th Jan 2020 5:51am
Much thanks BenSeven. Cool how you picked up on the subtle eroticism here. And very glad it was evocative for you. The dream itself was that way for me. Glad I could convey that through my words.
John
John
