Uncanny, Love

by sibyllene   Aug 9, 2007


Muscles clenched, fingers fisted
grasping faster, unresisted
never shying, letting go
arrest the instant, bring it slow
ride the high crescendo lifting
mind untouched and spirit shifting
bursting into starry night
heart pierced through with pricks of light
sharp like needles, yet as shining
deep in flush are bodies twining
gasping for a larger breath
quick as life, big as death

Uncanny, love, that we would pass so soon.

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  • 17 years ago

    by sibyllene

    To A. Soul:

    Nope, twining was intended. It's definitely a word - at least according to Oxford American Dictionaries and dictionary.com. I think it's just a more old-fashined usage of the root "twine." You've got the right idea, though.

    The last line is to finish off the poem and attempt to put it into perspective. I'm still trying to decide if it works. Thanks for the comment and the critique.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    That was an excellent poem, well written and I love the twist in it, very nice and the wording was awesome, great job ,keep it up, your friend Tracy d,,,,,,5/5

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