The Walk

[ellajam]

Hi, true, I've been enjoying this. So melancholy in it's simplicity. The only crit I can come up with is the poem gives a lot of weight to a confession that is only mildly confessed. The only one I can find is L7, unless the confession is just not previously expressing the obvious love. That may just be a nit, the poem as a whole is full and haunting. Thanks for posting it.

for milo

I will confess and tell my friend
but I will give to him in song
as frogs sing night unto its end.

Frogs sing bass, and crickets blend
their melodies - I’ll hum along,
then I’ll confess and tell my friend.

I've missed my turn, my aimless wend
has led me where I don’t belong
as frogs sing night unto its end.

I’ll meet him just around this bend,
on nights like this no turn is wrong, Love this line.
I will confess and tell my friend.

But for right now I’ll just pretend
he’s walking by my side so long
as frogs sing night unto its end.

If he’s not in this marsh, well then
I’ll search beyond the wood and on.
I will confess and tell my friend
as frogs sing night unto its end.