Wonder

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By samhennig

Wed, 26 Jul 2017
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9 comments
 

Skin, hot, sticks to me.

I wonder what you wonder.

Light crawling from behind

the drawn curtains.

 

Slats on the poorly assembled

bed creak beneath

the weight of half baked

worries etching blotches

that could be pictures.

 

Long, dark hairs cling

to the side of your face.

Lines like ink.

 

Drawing out each

breath that holds

a dying dream.

 

Light beats red

through closed eyelids,

as I hold your hand

and wonder what you wonder. 

Certificate U
Poem
Love
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by fatboy74 on

I really enjoyed reading this, no words out of place and full of atmosphere.

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I enjoyed it too Sam, particularly the second stanza - some great imagery

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

I thought that second stanza was wonderful, and the last one is a perfect ending, with an image you feel you can reach out and touch.  Lovely and mysterious.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

a poem that observes and entices the reader into what you are seeing.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

Lovely words, images and thoughts.

Lindy

Submitted by airyfairy on

This tender, mysterious and atmospheric poem is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day!  Please share/retweet if you've enjoyed it.

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Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Hot and sultry, this piece captures the impossibillty of ever really knowing the thoughts of another - it's our poem of the week, well done!

Submitted by celticman on

yeh, it gets to you. wonder. 

 

Submitted by hoalarg1 on

Really subtle piece of writing that leaves you wanting more.