teen poems

as a naked man i go
up and down he goes
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
gone are the three, those sisters rare
and still they walked on
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
do the boys and girls still go
sing again the song you sung
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
in the sphere
before the solemn bronze saint
white foam flower, red flame flower