Poetry, at least in large part, is about the sound. Years ago I started a poem that consisted of words that just felt good when you said them. They are also words which are a bit dusty from lack of use. That is the first poem.
The second poem is about the semi innocence of youth. Awkward moments learning the dance of love, feeling your way through, and around, relationships. I am still kinda working on that.
As, is so often the case with this blog, the photo has little to do with the content. Or does it?
Words That Feel Good to Say That You Do Not Get to Say Often Enough
(this is a work in progress)
In the yellow incandescent light
of your back porch
we were semi innocent