jay Arr

For A Woman With No Sixth Sense - Poem by jay Arr

That pricking you never felt under your thumbs,
was me papering over the crack in our lives
with old love letters, stuck with words
stolen from the tip of your tongue.

And those painful poems
were folded into
origami boats,
when the
hairs on
your neck
failed to rise

it was not that breeze,
but my lips brushing yours,
which gently blew the fleet out to sea.

Comments about For A Woman With No Sixth Sense by jay Arr

  • (4/20/2005 8:22:00 PM)

    Well, howdy doody there Jay Arr!

    This was a cotton pickin' hum dinger of a poem. I just loved every line.

    Gypsy :)

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  • (4/20/2005 7:52:00 PM)

    hummm...very interesting poem....and the lay of it...like a crest of a wave....works wonderously with the content....this crest before the crash! BOOM, this poem works for me. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2005

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