The Storm

[floydianslip6]

My head implodes and expands
Charge upon charge
your thunderhead fuels my mind.
The storm churns libido seas.

Tossed about on the swell, gracefully
the captain of your
immaculate, luscious form.
I am swallowed by the tempest.

Drifting apart, as trails
diverged in the cypress forest
To rejoin again.
But do we long to travel together?

Or champion the great storm,
a solid mountain
like so many permanently distant peaks.
Connected only through the air.

[redyelruc]

Good stuff here Floyd. It's good to read some of your poetry as I've always enjoyed your prose. I like this poem a lot. The first two stanzas are great. libido seas is magic. I thought that maybe in the third verse you should have stuck to marine imagery rather than going for the cypress forest which sort of threw me. Maybe drifting apart like the wake of a passing ship or something.

Anyway, enjoyable stuff.
Thanks.

[floydianslip6]

Thanks red, the reason I chose cypress forest was because, well... this is what one looks like:

http://sierraclub.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/cypressswamp3.jpg

[skyfire]

i have to agree with red here, i was getting all caught up in this stormy seas, erotic imagery, then i was thrown into the trees, then i was on a mountain top in the air!!! it just moved too fast to connect all those images, though i thought they were all good images...