Heron clan reading June 19, 2022 Come See Me, Drone

Can You Come See Me

 

Can you come see me,

Come be by my side,

gaze at the seashore, relax

on the dunes.

Her trembling voice 

steadys as it raises

Into the question.

Can you come see me,

Soon,

Among the branches of Autumn,

High in a mountain,

twistings and turnings.

She steadys her voice and

Trembles inside.

Can you see me when pine winds

blow through decor,

Twinkling and cascading in electrified

lights,

Her voice a faint hollow

and a slight hesitation.

How about now? Crocus

bloom, and the coccoons are 

weaving their magic on

landscapes, damp with dew.

Can you please come and see me?

Can you come  see me soon

I'm waiting waiting here

waiting here still.

 

Drone

 

Waiting through other's dreams,

Listening to other's drone, and drone

And drone, but not fly

in the sky

Like drones, and drone like

bees in the yard,

Hovering over landscapes too dry for grass,

luscious grass,

just scrapple grass,

Droning on, not like

Amazon deliveries

In their own lanes,

Just unhappy tales,

Of blah-dy blah

Blah-dy blah blah blah.

Drones.

 

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Excellent examples of

Excellent examples of enthralling and melodic performance poetry. The first one electrifies with striking images as it tugs at the heart with the word "waiting". Much is implied in that word. Very intense.

 

The second one, just as brilliant, uses cunning movement and sound to express the tedium and angst we can relate to.

 

Wonderful as always.