Sodium vapour backlights the curtains
Casting your eyes into shadows,
The curve of your shoulder in bas- relief.
The murmur of traffic competes with the rushing
of your blood in my ear, pressed against you.
Quietly, your whispers come,
An irresistible force, a vortex,
Emotional gravity, holding me here.
I try to protest, but...
My lips catch your skin, I taste you,
I know I am losing the fight.
The only escape route is distance,
Luminox tells me, I can make the last bus.
From the back of the shelter, I can still see your window
Flickering blue, a beacon, a light,
The 256 swings the corner,
Blinding headlights cut through the night
An impenetrable wall of light, a barrier between us
It passes, your room is in darkness
I am safe, tonight.
Comments
kheldar | February 12, 2010 - 15:24
Beautiful stuff Shirley, you capture the emotion and the tension perfectly. I particularly like the way you use the different forms of illumination, great idea.
David xx :--)
P.S. I would have been tempted to work the headlights of the bus into it somehow, but as we know I am yet to learn the concept of "less is more"
P.P.S. Are you sure I can't persuade you to stay (shhh)
shoe | February 12, 2010 - 15:29
My Darling, if you feel you can, do it! I wanted that too.
xx
P.S Lovely comment
insertponceyfre... | February 12, 2010 - 18:08
I think that's a lovely comment too - you should definitely think again about staying, Shoe : )
shoe | February 12, 2010 - 21:36
phew, is it me or is it hot in here?
kheldar | February 13, 2010 - 00:36
Sweetheart, assuming you were referring to the "P.S." and not the "P.P.S.", how does this look:
The only escape route is distance,
Luminox tells me, I can make the last bus.
From the back of the shelter, I can still see your window
Flickering blue, a beacon, a light,
The 256 swings the corner,
Blinding headlights cut through the night
An impenetrable wall of light a barrier between us
It passes, your room is in darkness
I am safe, tonight.
If, on the other hand, you were referring to the "P.P.S.", well ........
David xx :--)
shoe | February 13, 2010 - 12:12
yup, definitly hot in here!:~D
seriously, your addition is lovely and fits the poem perfectly, improves it in fact, I owe you one, xx
do you think the cherry fairy would mind if I changed it?
kheldar | February 13, 2010 - 13:52
Hey Hot Stuff, you are too, too kind. I hope the cherry fairy doesn't mind, imagine the shame at causing someone to lose their cherry (ooh no Mrs) xx :--)
MistakenMagic | February 13, 2010 - 14:14
Wonderfully atmospheric poem, Shirley! I just love these lines:
'The curve of your shoulder in bas- relief.
The murmur of traffic competes with the rushing
of your blood in my ear, pressed against you.'
Beautiful and very well-deserving of a cherry ;)
Magic xxx
Curse of 222 | February 13, 2010 - 15:57
absolutely beautiful piece. for some reason i really like the syntax and flow of: "An irresistible force, a vortex,".
good write.
jason
shoe | February 13, 2010 - 19:59
Thanks Magic, the traffic line is one of my favourites too,
Thanks Jason, really pleased you both found something to like,
Beeme | February 14, 2010 - 16:09
I also really enjoyed this, its beautiful. I especially liked the second stanza.
Beeme xx
shoe | February 15, 2010 - 13:07
Thanks Beeme, glad you like this,:~}