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Porch sitting
After midnight (way beyond)
I listen
To the strong Ferntree song
It whistles (as snoring does)
Who Will Play?
(No one awake)
Trees are here
With me they chime
But all I want
Is you
(But I wait, awake)
Sleep dear
Sleep deep
Awake tomorrow and I'll
Be near
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vandiemenspeak
Thu, 2018-01-04 07:37
I know this feeling..
Some are morning people, some are not alas. Love the image of the porch, and the morning, could almost be there. Good stuff.
Thank you.
Chris :)
Chris Hall - Tasmania
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Scatterhatter
Tue, 2018-01-16 08:18
Hi Chris
Hi Chris
Sorry it's taken me a while to reply.
This was a frustrating one. As the morning is really a midnight morning - wanting to stay up really late. I hope the end was a little more gracious than I felt at the time. (Hoping that makes sense).
Scatterhatter
Tue, 2018-01-16 08:18
Hi Chris
Hi Chris
Sorry it's taken me a while to reply.
This was a frustrating one. As the morning is really a midnight morning - wanting to stay up really late. I hope the end was a little more gracious than I felt at the time. (Hoping that makes sense).
swamp-witch
Fri, 2018-01-05 15:47
Hey Scatter,
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Scatterhatter
Tue, 2018-01-16 08:11
Oh Kelsey,
Oh Kelsey,
I'm so sorry for not replying sooner. I truely appreciate your suggestions and will have a play around with this one a little more shortly.
The Who Will Play? In capitals was sort of like a child stamping it's feet- if that makes sense to you?
swamp-witch
Tue, 2018-01-16 17:52
Scatter,
No worries! We all have responsibilities outside Neopoet. :)
And the capitals do make sense that way.
Kelsey
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weirdelf
Tue, 2018-01-16 09:53
I don't think it is what this poem is about,
but evokes for me those precious times of just being with a lover asleep. a combination of awe at their unguarded beauty and a sense of protectiveness.
There is more to it, of course, that's just what it gave me in particular.
cheers,
Jess
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