Tuesday, July 10, 2007


show me the night sky
where darkness is your rib cage
and echoing within
is the pounding of your heart

i know that thump
pushing that blue liquid
carrying things jumbled together
like love hope pain
and that gathering ball
of strands of distrust
anxiously tying themselves
to your youthful thoughts
dragged kicking and screaming
into that silence and darkness

i know in that deep dark
you could show me
your heart
and i could see those letters
carved in it
as if florescent
and so i show you yours on mine


ozymandiaz said...

Russell... WOW! Great work. Loved the imagery and flow of this one.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hey OzMan! Thanks for that wonderful comment. The imagery was intentional, in fact that is where I started, but the flow was just a happy accident. Thanks for your appreciation, my friend.

Ruela said...

Another great one!

Cecilia said...

Loved the imagery as well! In my mind's eye, I saw the initials all a-glow on those two hearts. Great work, indeed!
And, Russell, thank you for the offer for the candies but I no longer live in Belgium. :-) I have moved to California!
Thank you for your thoughtfulness and generosity, my friend. Hope you are well.

terrymcdermott said...

You works always are enjoyable and interesting. The title of this poem caught my attention.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hey Ruela! Thanks for that, my friend!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi Cecilia! Glad you liked this, I had the same picture in mind! Sending chocolate to Belgium is a bit like sending coal to Newcastle but I thought you might enjoy the novelty of it. Too bad you moved. I don't know if I ever could have found time to visit you but Europe is a lot closer to me than America. Hope you're happy in California. I am well, thanks and I hope you and yours are all the same, sweet lady.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi Terry! Thanks for mentioning that. I use minimalis word picture titles and I wonder if they are effective eye-catchers. Obviously this one worked for you. Thanks for the great comment!

faye said...

"carrying things jumbled together
like love hope pain" - i can be lost and catatonic in those words! and the last stanza? magnifique! *sigh*

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Faye! I'm glad you liked this and left such a wonderful comment!

Pat Paulk said...

I love carving initials in things that knives can't scratch. Definitely publishable!!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Pat! I'm glad you found this so stimulating.

Jilly said...

very nice movement

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Jilly! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.