Oh limber timber

With your subtle indepth grain

I kindle and bring fire

To burn you up

And to chastise once again

 

Limbering treatise

Crackered creak

Long deep breaths

And the solemn tinker

Of malingering Groans

I twist in bitter ecstasy

Until the dirt and bone

 

My timid little

Limber timber

Sublimely hide within

Sway with this gentle reside

Tied up in your tides

Supp the sweetness of finality

As you slip away

Banal amongst some finicky bereft

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Comment by Matthew Jenssen on January 23, 2012 at 21:13

tyvm, ive been feeling really shit about my poetry lately..... it means alot. Especailly since it was after reading a poem of yours that I tried to write this. I stole the word timber from you lol.

Comment by Victoria Curtin on January 16, 2012 at 12:09

This is a beautiful poem to look at and also to read aloud, with: malingering groans and timid little Limber timber... So well done!

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