Further.

by Poet on the Piano   Sep 22, 2013


There are no trees or leaves
acoustically sounding
their colors,
but there are plenty of whispers.

I am in, not on your side yet,
and though I am not nature's
debator, I can imagine the
words we will share soon.
Today, I spoke to you
with a goodbye and your name
(a new print upon my walls).

I do fear, huddling away
from video cameras that move
life forward without being
frivolous.
Thinking I make myself unlovable
because I want it
with raw wounds that no lips
will move over,
empty eyes trying to live
behind a rigid smile not
honestly my own.

Only love - gentleness, walking
out from ocean depths, brushing
off a hated history like we are
simply literature
made to be read at the most quiet,
sacred moments.

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Written 9/22/13 @ 4:27 PM

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  • 10 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    What a really moving write. I think how it starts with the nature, I wasn't sure where you were going, and didn't expect the poem to run so deeply.

    Stripping back the layers and laying the openness of your true feelings, showing how much you want love, but think it will never find you, or that you are unlovable. I love how you portrayed this with the idea of never being kissed, like your lips will never feel the touch of another's lips.

    I also like how you used the smile that is never yours, like you put it on for other people to see, but you never truly feel it, or own it.

    Brilliant way to end the poem too, I like the wording of it and how you slowly tie the point of the poem up, and leave the reader with that metaphor of the love and literature. Very creative.

    It is a shame to see the poem go unnoticed. But hopefully will get more comments now.

    :)

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