A STORY

[butch...ar]

Over and over it comes without fail...
The roar of a paddle, the scream of a tail
Her patience...abounding, Her wisdom is such...
She guides me so well and teaches me much.
Her beauty once outside now glows from within,
Her heart is what matters so I look past the skin.
Restlessly, we explored secret gardens, tasting of their nectar bold.
Weathered, we found our way back ,through unlocked souls
I discovered her thorns,admired her many colors,took drink of her honey and all she did offer!
Master she coos, our shadows grow late- just allways remember I gave you my surrender!
BV-october 1999

 

[Wayne in BC]

very poignant!

 

[VT Dave]

n/t

 

[Royal]

n/t

 

[Micheal_R]

n/t

 

[Rob/Windsor Ont.]

n/t

 

[Dan-MO]

I am envious of your talent. Well done.

 

[Sunny]

n/t

 

[david(tx)]

who is she?

 

[Angela (Australia)]

Are you a poet Butch, or just giving us a snippet of hidden talent?
Nice choice of words, ever read Bruce Dawe? Some of his poetry once inspired me a long time ago, in high school.
Ang