Eric Cockrell


Pine Sap And Nuts - Poem by Eric Cockrell

pine sap and nuts,
in unspoken corners.
tongues pierced with emotion,
and pent up clouds.
yesterlonging brushes your neck,
your long hair falling like rain...
or tears without names,
words without sound.
you taste like coffee and cigarettes,
on a dead poet Sunday.
morning falls with aching drench,
pine sap and nuts!


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  • (4/22/2012 4:43:00 PM)


    A great poem, like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 22, 2012



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