Ode to Nirvana

This is amazing ... such wonderful lines ... "bend my lashes inward" ... "carry me like a faith" ... "tasted a sunrise/before your morning coffee" ... such provoking ... awesome flow ... love love love it ...

An excellent write, Doc!  think some of our best poetry comes out when we're too tired to resist the flow.  I feel this is one of those poems.  It captures the mood perfectly in solid lines and imagery.  

There is a tad of tightening I feel you could do, but not MUCH at all.


sometimes, I close my eyes—
[to] replace you with [the] darkness
bend my lashes inward
[to] paint you into my thoughts

Here there is a repetition of many words you actually don't need. I have bracketed the ones I would suggest removing, while adding an em dash to L1 to build up tension of what is to come. L2 is a phenomenal line that I feel would benefit from such tension.   have done the same thing with ellipses in L3 because of the power of L4. Also, because your thinking, I wanted to extend those thoughts.   If taken into account, the stanza would read as such:

sometimes, I close my eyes—
replace you with darkness
bend my lashes inward. . .
paint you into my thoughts

my silence is speechlessness—
everything without a tongue
sounds louder, more meaningful
yet your kind words carry me like faith

EXCELLENT STANZA! See previous reason for em dash.

have you tasted a sunrise
before [your] morning coffee?
[smelled a] or aroma of a dream
[like it was ready to] com(ing) out the oven?

smelled is such a weak word for the power of this poem, imho.  Do you just smell something delicious in the oven, or do you savor the aroma? How could you better say this?  If you say 'or aroma' it would be some great assonance of o and consonance of or! Conversely, the beginning of L4 is weak in comparison with the strength of this poem as a whole. What if you said, 'coming out of the oven'?  You would add even more delicious assonance and consonance to the stanza!  if taken into consideration, it would read as such:

have you tasted a sunrise
before morning coffee?
or the aroma of a dream
coming out the oven?

See how powerful that is?

. . . . . .

have you ever touched a heart
while your hands where on a shoulder?

suffering is but a puddle of tears/
for your inner child to splash in

Gorgeous couplet endings! I would suggest splitting the final two as demonstrated above.

Doc, I love your poetry because you have what it takes.  You have the gift of expression. All you need is a bit of polish and you're done, girl!

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Ahhhhh a glass of Argentine Malbec, please!

I really like the lonely and melancholic atmosphere of this poem. I look forward to reading more of your work!