The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 12/8/08

[BlueIris]

"Backyard Talk"

The man of me
and the woman of you
were here before;

we sat in the chairs
of these old chairs
and you said: This is the queen's.
And I said: This is the king's

and I spoke as king
and you listened as queen.

The grass of this grass
grew under our feet
and the wind of this wind
blew against us;

the gulls of those gulls
circled and screamed
in the sky of that sky.

The man of me
and the woman of you
will be here
a hundered years from now
and we will sit
in the yard of this yard
under the sun of that sun

and mirror
the inevitable repetition
of time and talk,
as we do now.

—J. Paul Baron

[BlueIris]

1. Kick.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. My dear BlueIris!

Ah, how nice...

Even kings and queens sit and talk of ordinary things, just as the rest of us mortals do...

I like this!

Thank you...

:hi:

[BlueIris]

3. Thanks, C-Peg!

:-)

[BlueIris]

4. Kick.

[BlueIris]

5. Kick.

[ThomCat]

6. For what we have is eternal

and is now will always be. :)

This is a such a classic theme, and very well done. I like this a lot. The odd use of language really brings it out.