Spring Rain

[Buffalo Head '75]

I want this sadness to wash off of me
with the next gentle spring rain
refreshing me
if I was an old Plymouth Reliant
covered in pollen
waiting to fertilize
sacred ground
or even the nearest meridian strip

I want to hear the sound
of thousands of birds chirping
off the bright accoustic strings
of the emancipation of some
crazy gone chicks guitar.

when will she find me?

can you find what is so far gone?

I want reassurance without giving up
the identity that I suffer so much for.
The realization that my reality will always
be different and on a parallel plane
somewhere in the cosmos to the rest
comforts me.

While I lay under this warm blanket
and gently meditate in sleep.

[PEACE FROG]

Did you write this or is it lifted?

[PEACE FROG]

Actually this is one of the coolest things that I have read in a long time. I wanted to be sure you didn't post it cuz you had read it somewhere and thought so too. I shall refrain from commenting on your poetry. You are an artist, but too mean spirited, too bad. Good job anyways!!! :D

[Buffalo Head '75]

aww Frog, I was just having a rough night. That is an original. I am not into plagarization.

Thanks for the kind words regarding the poem.

[Gary Blanchard]

I also enjoyed that poem. It has a real Beat feel to it, combining everyday things with a Zen mind. Very nice, indee :hippie: d.