because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

between the rails and the river (keep swimming, girl.)

there’s a sun tangled mid-
winter in the confines
of your eyes, spilling out

over the rocks like sick
solace or liquid
lust & trestled between

either shallow
bank as if it alone
owned the hour-

glass dripping
sand into our shoes
& under our

pretenses but
i’m in love
with silhouettes,

you get lost in
the separation cry of
down-stream currents

and there are still
shadows in this un-
plumbed ever.

13 responses

  1. in this unplumbed ever is an awesome line…the sun tangled mid winter in the eyes is a great visual as well…nice joanna

    February 7, 2012 at 11:03 pm

    • thanks, brian. *smiles*

      February 10, 2012 at 9:55 am

  2. love the texture of this..and same line as bri with the un-
    plumbed ever….i like

    February 8, 2012 at 1:21 am

    • i guess there’s a consensus, then. 🙂 thanks, claudia

      February 10, 2012 at 9:58 am

  3. A powerful write. Very nice.

    February 8, 2012 at 12:01 pm

  4. I love it!!!!!!!!!!!

    February 8, 2012 at 8:22 pm

    • thanks, girl! 🙂

      February 10, 2012 at 10:00 am

  5. This photo is awesome, and your words it’s shadow…. You are very creative…. Thank you for sharing this and your other poetry. I read several of your poems tagged under the moniker “Richmond.” I’m assuming that is Virginia as there are mentions of things and feelings that existed only during the breadth of the American Civil War. I agree that you are indeed a Romantic Sir, as there is perhaps no greater era of unwavering romance, dignified aplomb, no greater poise that has ever been except that within the hearts and minds of those men and women who lived in 1860’s south. It was a time when self became selflessness, and the grief, the loss of a loved brother, son, or husband, became the greatest badge of honor. I enjoy your work very much…….

    February 8, 2012 at 11:35 pm

    • john. Virginia indeed. there is definitely still that sense of history and honor here, if one knows where to look. thank you kindly for stopping by.

      February 10, 2012 at 10:02 am

  6. great title, terrific write

    February 8, 2012 at 11:44 pm

  7. So beautiful! I look forward to buying your book of river poems.

    February 9, 2012 at 11:17 pm

    • 😉 Thanks, Ray.

      February 10, 2012 at 10:04 am

  8. That first verse is outstanding. Such a way with words. The picture is so mysterious – excellent

    February 17, 2012 at 9:23 pm


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