In that soft and beautiful haze between awake
and asleep I conjure you. A ghost with too many ghosts,
but I alone ask for this visitation.
The sound of the TV in the next room
crackles and dies and the rain at my window
suffers a similar static death.
I trace the lines of the generic Chinese characters
on my duvet, and don’t realise you’re here
until our fingers collide on one flicked black branch.
You, with your dark hair and green-grey eyes like pond water in jars,
cast no shadow on my wall. You roll me from my cocoon
of bed sheets until I lay there, as blank as a page, awaiting a quill.
Cool fingers tread carefully on my skin, circling
the black hole of my navel. And those eyes are suspended
above me like two strange stars in the murky galaxy of my bedroom.
Your touch blurs the lines between imagination
and dreaming; I don’t realise I've slept until I wake with arms
wrapped around myself to the sound of a dull alarm
and a green-grey dawn.
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | December 29, 2011 - 15:09
Couldn't agree with scratch more. There are so many outstanding lines here, it is difficult to pick one.
This has to be my favourite stanza though:-
"You, with your dark hair and green-grey eyes like pond water in jars, cast no shadow on my wall. You roll me from my cocoonof bed sheets until I lay there, as blank as a page, awaiting a quill."
Another little gem from your pen, Magic;-)
Tina xxx
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 15:23
Thank you, scratch! I almost cut that stanza, so I'm glad you like that line :)
Magic xxx
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 15:26
Thanks, Tina! I really wasn't happy with this one, so thank you for your lovely comment - you've restored my faith in this piece :)
Magic xxx
Highhat | December 29, 2011 - 16:17
Very erotic Magic and beautiful images..
;)Pia
Archie_Macjoyce | December 29, 2011 - 16:46
He has eyes like pond-water in jars? That sounds lovely... ;-)
It is a very good description though, and I dig the eye preoccupation.
Can Chinese characters be generic? Every character is a word. Your duvet may be a haiku without you knowing.
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 17:00
Thanks Pia! I thought it was about time I dabbled in sensuality again ;-)
Magic xxx
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 17:04
Hi Archie! "That sounds lovely... ;-)" hehe, I know how to make men feel special! ;-) With the Chinese characters, what I meant was owing to the quality of my bed covers they may well be made up and not mean anything at all in Chinese; the designer somewhere in Wakefield just threw a few lines together and thought 'yeah, that looks authentic' ;-). But I do like the idea of them secretly being a collection of haiku - a much more optimistic outlook! Thanks for reading :-)
Magic xxx
Beeme | December 29, 2011 - 20:40
I think this is beautiful Magic, the images are so lovely. I enjoyed :)
Beeme xx
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 20:43
Thank you, Beeme! I realised I was in a poetic slump then this just kind of happened, glad you enjoyed :-)
Magic xxx
skinner_jennifer | December 29, 2011 - 20:57
You have certainly pressed the romantic button with
this poem Magic, very sensual and full of your
wonderful imagination.
There are so many great lines in this one, I can't
pick out a favourite, so I'll just say the poem as
a whole, is perfect!
Thankyou for sharing.
Jenny. xxx
scratch | December 29, 2011 - 20:59
"until our fingers collide on one flicked black branch". One super line amongst so many.
MistakenMagic | December 29, 2011 - 21:00
Thanks, Jenny! :-) I really was worried about this one, so I'm glad you liked it!
Magic xxx
Cavalcaderl | December 30, 2011 - 23:13
new MistakenMagic
Well deserved cherries!
Good poem of descriptive and imaginings,
and images. But cleverly written and portrayed.
Stanza I like too. Last.
Your touch blurs the lines between imaginations
and dreaming; I don't realise I have slept until
I wake with arms
wrapped around myself to the sound
of a dull alarm
and a green-grey dawn
and I trace the lines of the generic characters,great
I had curtains once with faces of ladies on stare at!
Sorry computer spacing is different yours lines.
Happy New Year
cavalcaderl julie xx
scratch | December 30, 2011 - 23:18
Cavalcaderl, your posts are poems and that's the truth.
MistakenMagic | December 30, 2011 - 23:53
Thank you, Julie! Glad you enjoyed this one :) A very Happy New Year to you too!
Magic xxx
P.S. I agree with you scratch!