Robert Ronnow

To Have Loved Mary - Poem by Robert Ronnow

Today is Sunday and I'm going to the ocean
or maybe not. Definitely not doing the laundry
or maybe I will. Moss and even a small tree
grow in the rotten stubs of the pier pilings.
The city is Seattle and it has a macho airport.

Give me the comfort of a moose knowing its
water supply. The mosquito's acceptance of its position
among a million mosquitoes. The pool of stagnant
water that remains one with the mothering ocean.
I drift on the air, less than a seed, a bacteria.

Or I am human, big dick, big brain containing
universal philosophic affidavit. Pleased by
the churning of my tongue, sexual enlightenment,
devout prayer, gourmet dining. I swear
it is best to be alive and to have loved Mary.

Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance, air, city, human, love, ocean, prayer, today, tree, water

Comments about To Have Loved Mary by Robert Ronnow

  • (3/8/2015 8:30:00 PM)

    very catchy poem, collapsing the general to the specific (Report) Reply

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  • Soumita Sarkar (3/8/2015 10:44:00 AM)

    so sweet and soooooooo simple..........liked the earthly natural..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, September 11, 2015

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