I have seen you wearing
nothing but urgency
and it was beautiful.
In the calm of dark
I have held you, felt
your tenderness and fire
and glided quietly
to the distant shore.
The answer to the
questions I’ve forgotten to ask,
I have seen burning
in the sunset that
shines behind your eyes.
Please come in my room,
look out my windows to
see yourself standing outside and
find the quiet and excitement
I feel when I see you on my step.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
14 comments:
intense and close like spring it almost feels like a dream sequence
Thanks Sue, I appreciate you comment very much!
Trackbacking from Poetisphere
great poem. so much more intense than others ive read!
Thanks Andrew, I'm really flattered! I'll answer your questions by e-mail.
Thanks shubhodeep! Thanks for the great comments; glad you enjoyed it.
Mr Russell, you might wanna share those answers here as well lol. :p
I'll do a second reading on your Four Postcards again. Deep, but I can't seem to do a proper close reading now. 4am in the morning isn't really the correct time to do one haha...
Thanks for coming by to read my poem. And thanks for the nice comment. I'll consider putting something autobiographical on the page but, for now, is sounds like you better get some well deserved rest!
The imagery is stark and beautiful. i say stark due to the cleanliness of the lines, the way they move effortless from eye to tongue. beautiful
Thanks ozymandiaz! Your comment and perceptions are warmly appreciated!
I love the control and the use of opposites , the inside and the outside. Beautiful.
Cheers
Glenn
Privet,
I love the way you've suspended the gaze and let it speak.
It makes me wonder and will these words into that far-off stare he gives me when he's peering in.
And the "Please" following such direct(ed) thoughts is poised perfectly to make her weak.
otlichno
Thanks Glenn! Control is vital for me. I don't want to hamper the flow but their is pressure for that naturally in the words and material. The start of the poem, however, should be no larger than a pin prick on the page.
You're so sensitive and perceptive, rapunzel! I'm madly in love with your poem about E's wife, bu the way. Thanks for the great comments!
Post a Comment