concupiscence

Limeymcfrog:

LOVE Hopkins  ("Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; Selves - goes itself; myself it speaks and spells, Crying "What I do is me: for that I came.") aahhhh....

I use nature quite a bit as a foil, a muse, a metaphor, a whatever - handy thing those trees, those birds and them bees...

right, MY poem... thanks very much, you're spot on - those two stanzas have been sticking points for me too. reworded them a couple times, and will reword again. I appreciate you being specific, that helps a lot.

thanks very much for reviewing it, I appreciate it!