Secrets and Seashells

This is beautiful, and so very poignant, jolono. Love the line, 'She whispers secrets in sea-shells'.  

Tina

Yes, as Tina has said - beautiful. And sorry to be a copycat, but I liked that line, too. The crying and lying fetal made me think.

A vivid picture of loneliness, makes me think of what may be happening behind curtains.

foetal position and hears [seems to be a different typeface from the rest]

a kind of loving, a kind of knowing, the real-self showing.

no problem. My eyes aren't the best (other parts of me aren't that good either - if you've got a bit of time I'll tell you about it...) Could be a story in that...

Why this did not get a cherry before I do not know. You had me at Billy Bragg

I saw two shooting stars last night but they were only satelites  - if there has been a better lyric written then I do not know what it is.

Airline To Heaven
There's an airline plane
Flies to heaven every day
Past them pearly gates
If you want to ride this train
Have your ticket in your hand
Before it is too late
If the world looks wrong
And your money's spent and gone
And your friend has turned away
You can get away to heaven
On this aeroplane
Just bow your head and pray.

Them's got ears let them hear
Them's got eyes let them see
Turn your eyes to the lord of the skies
Take that airline plane
It will take you home again.
Yes, take you home again.
Yes, to your home beyond the skies.

Well, a lot of people guess
Some say no and some say yes
Will it take some and leave some behind?
But you will surely know
When to the airport go
To leave this world behind

Oh, a lot of speakers speak
And a lot of preachers preach
When you lay their salary on the line
But to bow your head and pray
Is the only earthly way
That you can fly to heaven on time.
That you can reach heaven on time.

Your ticket you obtain
On this heavenly airline plane
You leave your sins behind
You have got to take this flight
Might be daytime, might be night,
But you can't see your way if you're blind

Words: woody guthrie (1939) -
Music: jay bennett/jeff tweedy (1997)
Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/billy-bragg/airline-to-heaven-lyrics/#r7qzqqQ1...

You captured the desperation of solitude so well.  

The ping of the microwave and the two cheap bottles of wine to be consumed alone,  brought a lump to my throat.

Definitely picture perfect.

Jenny.

This is gorgeously tragic. The sea shells don't help her, do they, for all they've heard.  Adore it's ambiguity, how you can tell your own story from it. 'room full of fresh air' is my favourite line, the emptiness swallows you. 

My guess is that any woman who can't relate to this poem hasn't lived the complete experience of being a woman... wow j, for this to come from a guy, the empathy and accuracy, awesome. Well Done... and hey look, you're a poet for sure now ;-) Blessings $

Your poetry just gets better and better.  Welcome to the light side.

Good to see this from you, Joe. Sorry so late in catching up. This side of you is quite good. 

Rich

Joe,

This is an evocative piece of work and the way you point up loneliness is very cleverly done.The last two lines are a knockout.

Moya