Dissected relations.

By EpheLuwe

Sun, 07 Aug 2011
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6 comments
 

Okay we‘re here now
again
as usual
its a take on set.

maddened, confused.
we‘re not ‘there‘ yet.

Why? I‘ve asked and you‘ve denied
apparently not worth reply.

I know you and I know this
it‘s just a matter of time
on podium
harmonium is how we fight.

Again
again
we‘re rolling tide
and I take a hit

You take some joy for every choke.
I guess I'm persistent
you‘re a hoax.

Like a fragrance 2 hours dry
a cheap perfume will lose its scent.

But what say you?
cheap innocence?

I guess a moodswing doesn't dote
a grudge held for nothing doesn‘t smite
but to leave me smote.
Beautiful memories make memories light
animal toxins make those memories bright.

We‘re swift little bumblebees caught in breeze
the wind blows with tempting ease
and bids us “children, still your wings“
it does not carry, oh just sings

“Oh children of wind
how you flit
so indecisive
but how you fit“

We‘re startled gazels caught and trapped
to the wilderness listening as we lay back
never remembering
we‘re taken away
we were infants
yesterday

...threads into
a better place
a whistling seam in the stars we trace

What say you
woman of mine?

Do we keep this kerosene?
It makes us light without the heat
do we accept our falling at each others feet?

We are haven
safe retreat.

Certificate U
Love

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
You have some interesting imagery here, Ephraim. A poem that needs reading more than once to appreciate its depth and also the rhyming structure. I liked this stanza in particular:- '...threads into a better place a whistling seam in the stars we trace' Tina

 

Submitted by EpheLuwe on
Thank you once again Tina. I wonder though, would it be better for me to make it clearer because you have said that twice. I‘m wondering if it matters much, it must though. That stanza particularly got me when I read it back to myself. Thank you Ephraim

Stains..

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi again, Ephraim. Writing a poem that is worth reading more than once has to be good;-) If what you write, you are happy with, then stick with it...bearing in mind that poems can 'evolve' like many things in life and 'setting them in stone', is certainly not what I tend to do. Having said that though, all of us are different - thank goodness, or else what a boring world;-) Tina

 

Submitted by EpheLuwe on
Thank you Tina, for your insight. I guess poems do evolve. Live to write another day, right? Indeed, all of us are different. I hope that one day I will be able to write with your clarity nonetheless : ) Ephraim

Stains..

Submitted by maggyvaneijk on
There's so much to this piece you take the reader on a whirlwind ride. It's chaotic but the stark images act as stepping stones so we don't lost, I liked the image of the bumblebees in particular.

 

Submitted by EpheLuwe on
Thank you Maggy for your kind words,and your poetic way of saying them : )

Stains..