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an untitled poem about nothing ~ [ii]
it was futile, like trying
to hold the wind captive
between splayed fingers
when he was a storm,
distant thunder, that threatened
to sweep me from my feet
and send me tumbling
like an autumn leaf
running before the breeze
and for a time, i inhaled him
like the earth before the rains
like cinnamon and mulled wine
like a living flame, dancing
beneath the weight of a sigh
and opened up to his warmth,
a chamomile, desperate
to bloom out of season
when he laughed
it felt like the moon rose
in my throat and stole away
the breath of me, never knowing
i'd suffocate and wither
from loving him so
to hold the wind captive
between splayed fingers
when he was a storm,
distant thunder, that threatened
to sweep me from my feet
and send me tumbling
like an autumn leaf
running before the breeze
and for a time, i inhaled him
like the earth before the rains
like cinnamon and mulled wine
like a living flame, dancing
beneath the weight of a sigh
and opened up to his warmth,
a chamomile, desperate
to bloom out of season
when he laughed
it felt like the moon rose
in my throat and stole away
the breath of me, never knowing
i'd suffocate and wither
from loving him so
Published 23rd Jun 2015
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23rd Jun 2015 4:54am
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23rd Jun 2015 9:48pm
23rd Jun 2015 5:38am
so true, how do you caress the storm, when it rips you asunder. we succumb to that which is too beautiful...
23rd Jun 2015 9:49pm
i don't rightly know, Mister Feddeler... though i tried dancing in the rain & thought it would be enough
23rd Jun 2015 6:23am
I love your voice both spoken and written. This piece is classically beautiful! The nature metaphors are powerful in their imagery and peaceful in their familiarity. Bravisima chère!
23rd Jun 2015 9:51pm
23rd Jun 2015 6:36am
perfect storm - wrapped in silk, squeezed and put to bed in loving arms
impeccable write
impeccable write
23rd Jun 2015 9:56pm
as always whale, thank you for your wonderful comment xo warms this particular winter's heart
23rd Jun 2015 6:59am
23rd Jun 2015 9:51pm
23rd Jun 2015 2:56pm
...um..er..(sorry)..*still drowning on ur
gorgeous voice luvz..*most poignant read..
likes it lots! to m'list (ty)
"never knowing
i'd suffocate and wither
from loving him so"
~had to hear this twice.. ur passion astounds
in poetry.. but the *tru burn def comes from
hearing this one.. deserves a yearn & burn
title of dried cranberry kisses or some such sweet maniacal name, m'sweets
(pishaw to untitle nuftins)
shine here, you do!
tahs
~d
gorgeous voice luvz..*most poignant read..
likes it lots! to m'list (ty)
"never knowing
i'd suffocate and wither
from loving him so"
~had to hear this twice.. ur passion astounds
in poetry.. but the *tru burn def comes from
hearing this one.. deserves a yearn & burn
title of dried cranberry kisses or some such sweet maniacal name, m'sweets
(pishaw to untitle nuftins)
shine here, you do!
tahs
~d
23rd Jun 2015 9:55pm
hehe i love your title there...
... just enough fruity-loops to be so yoooou darlin'
*
must stop the inkymorose, alas tis fate tis that thing, that thing [!]
always a pleasure, always humbled
merci merci
... just enough fruity-loops to be so yoooou darlin'
*
must stop the inkymorose, alas tis fate tis that thing, that thing [!]
always a pleasure, always humbled
merci merci
24th Jun 2015 4:38am
o-btw..I #totally blame/attribute you fer
my cranberry thots this morn..brot my latest
spill of heartstain together..lol
ty-ty, lil *inspirer, you!
mwahs of thx
~d
my cranberry thots this morn..brot my latest
spill of heartstain together..lol
ty-ty, lil *inspirer, you!
mwahs of thx
~d
23rd Jun 2015 8:22pm
Ahhh, katja, luv ~ :-*
This is exquisite. Simply exquisite.
Please forgive my delay, luv. I've been encamped on your poem for some time now reading and listening, reading again, then listening...
I know not where to begin. There is this tremulous, almost breathless, touching, and intimate tone to your voice. But, what clinches the deal for me is the intimation of vulnerability shading the nuances therein.
Okay, here's an admission: I've restrained myself with you, luv. I've nearly written these words and stopped myself every time. It is with great trepidation I pen them here.
One of the things I see in you, and admittedly, I may be far off the mark here, I know. But, by far, to me your greatest quality is your capacity for love, the depth of your love for it is this that makes you the transcendent creature you are.
Ahhh, Katja, you never cease loving once you love. Once your heart is engaged, tis always engaged. You may end a thing, but you never stop loving. Tis why well, so much, luv, ne c'est pas?
Your power to convey this is tremendous, almost as much as the depth of your love is. I believe tis this incandescence that lights you from within and makes of you such a transcendent being.
Your apparent fragility is your greatest strength... :-*
This is exquisite. Simply exquisite.
Please forgive my delay, luv. I've been encamped on your poem for some time now reading and listening, reading again, then listening...
I know not where to begin. There is this tremulous, almost breathless, touching, and intimate tone to your voice. But, what clinches the deal for me is the intimation of vulnerability shading the nuances therein.
Okay, here's an admission: I've restrained myself with you, luv. I've nearly written these words and stopped myself every time. It is with great trepidation I pen them here.
One of the things I see in you, and admittedly, I may be far off the mark here, I know. But, by far, to me your greatest quality is your capacity for love, the depth of your love for it is this that makes you the transcendent creature you are.
Ahhh, Katja, you never cease loving once you love. Once your heart is engaged, tis always engaged. You may end a thing, but you never stop loving. Tis why well, so much, luv, ne c'est pas?
Your power to convey this is tremendous, almost as much as the depth of your love is. I believe tis this incandescence that lights you from within and makes of you such a transcendent being.
Your apparent fragility is your greatest strength... :-*
heh the depth of my love is what's turned me into this snivelling, weepy, utterly pathetic creature i've become these last four months. never mind big girl panties, i'm in need of putting on combat boots [&] going commando...
... but yes, yes i love for keeps in one capacity or another. so, oui, ça l'est en effet, tant d'amour
*
savaja, i love you for this comment, for seeing & truly understanding what i was trying to convey... you have my heartfelt gratitude & my deepest, most sincere apologies [for everything]
#transatlantichugs
xoxo
... but yes, yes i love for keeps in one capacity or another. so, oui, ça l'est en effet, tant d'amour
*
savaja, i love you for this comment, for seeing & truly understanding what i was trying to convey... you have my heartfelt gratitude & my deepest, most sincere apologies [for everything]
#transatlantichugs
xoxo
24th Jun 2015 00:48am
Ahhh, luv ~ :-*
Tis I who must beg YOUR forgiveness, I who caused all, all. My deepest, heartfelt apologies I give to thee again.
Tis I who must beg YOUR forgiveness, I who caused all, all. My deepest, heartfelt apologies I give to thee again.
23rd Jun 2015 10:56pm
I never really ever wanted to admit what ur words do to me
when u write in this manner but damnit I shameful admit it now... This made me cry! *bowing at ur feet* :)
when u write in this manner but damnit I shameful admit it now... This made me cry! *bowing at ur feet* :)
23rd Jun 2015 11:03pm
aaawww Poe, you're just the sweetest thing, really
hugs & gratitude to you from my little corner of the world, your support is wonderful xo
hugs & gratitude to you from my little corner of the world, your support is wonderful xo
23rd Jun 2015 10:58pm
This is fucking amazing and knowing you like I do it's so much more real...
You're amazing and I miss you and your word...
You're amazing and I miss you and your word...
eh he was a wonderful muse & i feel things too deeply, good combination is all
cheers Ed
cheers Ed
28th Jun 2015 1:05am
Just reread this and showed a friend. This is the best thing you've ever written, so I'm posting again...
And I'm pretty fucking partial to the stuff you wrote about me... so....
I absolutely love this poem...
You're amazing as I've always said...
And I'm pretty fucking partial to the stuff you wrote about me... so....
I absolutely love this poem...
You're amazing as I've always said...
hehe cheers Ed... like i said, he was/is [at times still] a really intense muse lol
i just got lucky ya know
i just got lucky ya know
Anonymous
15th Oct 2015 8:59am
Exquisitely profound, your delicate voice
Is the perfect accompaniment with this piece.
One of my favorite poems.
Thanks for sharing ~ barrie
Is the perfect accompaniment with this piece.
One of my favorite poems.
Thanks for sharing ~ barrie
8th Jan 2020 12:06pm
