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fall
i begin to fall,
and fall,
and fall,
after all,
that’s my wake up call
love has my heart befall,
my feelings began to squall
head & heart in brawl,
inside, i hear a loud bawl:
tell her!
tell her!
i‘m afraid as i tell y’all
“i love her“, i can recall
the day we danced in the hall,
it’s so clear in the end, in all
you do, in all
i am
i think i fall,
and fall,
and fall.
only for her
only for you
always.
and fall,
and fall,
after all,
that’s my wake up call
love has my heart befall,
my feelings began to squall
head & heart in brawl,
inside, i hear a loud bawl:
tell her!
tell her!
i‘m afraid as i tell y’all
“i love her“, i can recall
the day we danced in the hall,
it’s so clear in the end, in all
you do, in all
i am
i think i fall,
and fall,
and fall.
only for her
only for you
always.
Published 3rd Jul 2023
Author's Note
don’t they say a poet is only active when in pain or in love? well… 😅
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3rd Jul 2023 8:21pm
3rd Jul 2023 11:18pm
Simple definitions of what is or isn't poetry often fail because using language to convey the contents of the psyche has always been a challenge, and doing it elegantly is even more challenging, but an enjoyable one.
Which is why I like to think of poetry as a kind of proto psychology, where all concepts are like a Christmas tree, with rhyme, meter, and other techniques as the decorations.
Your poem is a great example!
Which is why I like to think of poetry as a kind of proto psychology, where all concepts are like a Christmas tree, with rhyme, meter, and other techniques as the decorations.
Your poem is a great example!
