Losing Track

A wistful composition that I love......

Losing Track by Denise Levertov

Long after you have swung back
away from me
I think you are still with me:

you come in close to the shore
on the tide
and nudge me awake the way

a boat adrift nudges the pier:
am I a pier
half-in half-out of the water?

and in the pleasure of that communion
I lose track,
the moon I watch goes down, the

tide swings you away before
I know I'm
alone again long since,

mud sucking at gray and black
timbers of me,
a light growth of green dreams drying.

Today's MUCH: One of the best poetry collections every written is
by Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda, at the tender age of 19: 20 Love Poems & A Song of Despair I passed by Neruda's house when visiting Vina del Mar, Chile back in 2003.

Another MUCH: I greatly admire one verse of Prologue of the Earthly Paradise by William Morris:
Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time,
Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?
Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme
Beats with light wing against the ivory gate,
Telling a tale not too importunate
To those who in the sleepy region stay,
Lulled by the singer of an empty day.