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| (Image from Gardening Know How) |
The Herbage
I can see that you are
sensual, when combing
fingers through your hair.
My learned self (to me
essential) is an awkward
schoolboy when you're near.
Always conducting the
conversation, you lead
me to smile at your notes.
I feel midnight in situations
and pray your sunlight
I could know.
I am humored by the
herbage, who laugh at
your warped view.
How I love to engage in
deep philosophies
with you.
But sometimes my
thoughts are of how
you perceive me.
For, I am August
with a twist of
melancholy.
-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Small All White in the Forest)
"I am no barrier to its sun; the light and I are as one!"
My Poetic Notes:
The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I had a huge crush on my first gay friend Greg, but he already had a boyfriend! And I wrote this poem as a way to express my romantic feelings for him—although he wasn't interested in me 'romantically.'
And "The Herbage" is a metaphorical reference to all of the houseplants that Greg had in his apartment, since the word 'herbage' actually means "herbaceous vegetation (such as grass) especially when used for grazing."
And this poem was also published on my "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blog (please see the hyperlink below for the blog), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."
This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.
-Paulee
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com
This "Small All White in the Forest" Post No. 027 was edited on September 6th, 2023.
"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]
