Peaches and Cream

by Timothy   Mar 8, 2012


Bid me, and your Sally Joe,
above all sense of multiple weeds,
offers some peach - that money lend,
but lend no money to bracelet beads.

Call it peaches and barley sage;
favours no psyche and harrowing meal,
but shepherds heavy mighty, funny mighty
whilst latching yellow drainpipes in cellar chill.

What room for more, my hurting solemn,
push hard on this bruise and birdie mouth?
Then toggle our altered disk, life on a plane,
like life on a swimming mind, swimming south.

Listen, seeking badland waste,
but soften the belly fumble, mightier beak,
call it grey cream and pond if you must,
but trust not a feather on a goblet's cheek.

Bid me, now you've pitched a mourn,
of paddle drowning - the canvas knee,
So clothe them winter, your Sally Joe
will clothe their losses with scarce a fee.

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  • 12 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Flowing and creative. I enjoyed reading it and got lost in your words and rhyme. Excellent

  • 12 years ago

    by Lifeless Doll

    This is amazing, I can't believe the use of words you do, it's unbelieavable, very creative and inspiring :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Karla

    What a wonderful flow! Perfect piece Tim bro. Loved it.

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    I quite like the rhyming that you have and the words make me feel like I am reading some poem that was written many, many, many years ago (like in Shakespeare time).

    Shakespeare's poems usually have to be broken down and dissected into parts to understand them (well for me anyways) and this is kinda like that for me. I like that kind of poetry that makes you think but for some reason - possibly because it's too early in the morning, I am having a little trouble breaking down this poem.

    I do however like the way it was written and again loved the rhyming, it does not seem forced!

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    I was reading, enjoying the tempo, and your powerful language... until I got lost trying to perceive... but you know, whatever this is about, it sounds awesome (I know, you're saying now: what a fool :P haha.. just shoot me a pm about the general idea, please? :P)

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