Poetry by Jeff Green


Air mail

by cricketjeff on June 2, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Sat in her garden and holding her love
Put in a basket beneath the balloon
Carried North West by the winds up above
A tiny red dot on the face of the moon

Sat in my garden descending so gently
The love of my love at the end of a string
Driven by gods in an air going Bentley
One special gift that I hoped they would bring

The poem you’re reading must be my reply
I send back my love to her love from the sky

Author notes

A highly informal curtal sonnet, decasyllabic but in tetrameter and two 11 syllable lines to accomodate feminine rhyme