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The sky looks expectant,
Holding Her unborn Sun.
Premature baby
In Her twilight womb;
And the Moon is a ball of wax,
All blue and white,
Melting into the sea.
I take a deep breath
And blow out all the stars.
Doesnít anyone
Dream around here anymore?

Muscular Oaks are reaching for Heaven
Like the Son of Dawn.
The wind circles around
Moaning against the trees,
Whipping and banging about
Itís lustering leaves.

A cream-bellied frog
Fills its vocal sacs
With the cool morning air.
The stomach
It tightens and he turns to the South,
Calling for the Shadow over Innsmouth.

The Sunís claws scratch the Earth
As night drags Him away.
And all unearthly things
Come out to play;
For we are restless without you.
We are all neurotic;
You are semi-erotic
And hypnotic like a gash
Between the legs of a whore;
Mesmerizing like the Polar Star.

Iím exotic.
No, itís only a bluff
Thatís not the right word,
But itís close enough.

Your hair on my pillow
Like a rich, black storm
My hands are cream on your coffee skin
Iím only touching your belly and arm
Donít want you to get alarmed,
But youíre tongue teasing
And teething on my ear
Like youíre not afraid of fearÖ

Heavy and dreamy,
I anchor like dusk
Between your thighs.
This soil and water and sun and moon
You give to me
Is an arsenal to execute a poem so happy.

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The following comments are for "A Happy Poem"

A Happy Poem
'nother intoxicating linguistic picnic. there are lines in this that are enviably awesom... loved expecially the first and last stanzas. this is a heaving, heady mix... "Doesnít anyone/ Dream around here anymore?" you, at least, clearly do. fantastic.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 20, 2006 )

I think this is very sweet. It is good to see the soft side of you. I agree with Auld the last and first stanzas are strong enough to hold the whole poem in perspective. Bravo~!

( Posted by: follylolly [Member] On: November 20, 2006 )

Your best poem ever, in my opinion. It's got it all -- clever wordplay, lust, beauty, a disquieting air of lechery. This is one to read many times, man.

( Posted by: viper9 [Member] On: November 20, 2006 )

Happy Poem
Barrett, Love that you kept the question. I agree with Viper I think this may just be one of your best. That first stanza gets me everytime...


( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: November 21, 2006 )

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