one of my favorite poems
When i was young,the moon spoke in riddles,
and the stars in rhymed.
I was a new toy waiting for my owner to pick up.
When i was young i ran the day to it's knees.
There were trees to swing on crikets to capture.
I was narrowly sweet,infinitely cruel,
tongues in honey and
cuddled in milk, sunburned and
slivery and scabbed like a colt.
and the world was already old.
and i was older then i am today.
-Rita dove
"the night watch"
(Aggressively adult,
they keep thier
lives, to which
i am witness.
At the other end
i orbit,pinpricked
light.I watch.
I float and grivev.)
- Rita Dove
and the stars in rhymed.
I was a new toy waiting for my owner to pick up.
When i was young i ran the day to it's knees.
There were trees to swing on crikets to capture.
I was narrowly sweet,infinitely cruel,
tongues in honey and
cuddled in milk, sunburned and
slivery and scabbed like a colt.
and the world was already old.
and i was older then i am today.
-Rita dove
"the night watch"
(Aggressively adult,
they keep thier
lives, to which
i am witness.
At the other end
i orbit,pinpricked
light.I watch.
I float and grivev.)
- Rita Dove