I will be correspondent to command
And do my spiriting gently"~ Ariel in Shakespare's The Tempest. Since I have not submited lately to any publication, I will be posting some of my much earlier pieces and work my way up to present. If it's not to your liking (still working through the ages, Out of high school & now to poems of my early adulthood, love, motherhood, life) - go to some of my earliest posts; they are more recent (published) pieces. ~ Ariel
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Lover - an early piece
What is it that makes me tremble
When you’re around or call my name
Like a primitive pheromone
That speeds quick to my brain
Causing it to weaken,
Skin to tingle, Heart rapidly beat,
Only to be sated when
We mingle ‘pon the rumpled sheet.
Jan 15, 1989
a Tiger poem; actually, the start of them. What you find in bookstores!
State Street, Salem OR - from city library archives.