stolen fingertips
touched daisy petals
with fingers that broke
on each clasp and pull,
they said it would not
be easy turning events
about,
memory shudders
thoughts fall
scattering upon the ground
being blown into corners
acquiring more dirt,
no matter how much you
wrap in bandages of solace
fractures sometimes do
not heal,
touch was the beginning
and it would be the end,
eyes touching eyes,
soul falling into sinkhole,
wasted words
cascade from sluice mouth,
an artist dwelled in that bony
box painting images of what
should of been,
idyll’s of conscious
creating images
yet she did not see herself
in these potraits,
colors on canvas
dense and thick,
he could step back
let the abyss grow
unbridged ,
already much had been
forgotten
so it became easier,
bourbon in paper bag
chocolates melted in their
box,
flowers awkward now bare
stemmed those daisy petals
scattered with the thoughts,
a restful swell filled his chest,
as he melted into another day.
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Grand poems, I couldn’t resist, I had to engage the “Reblog” button! Thanks for the read!
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Reblogged this on euzicasa and commented:
A wonderful poem, very tactile ” Eye touching eye”-what a metaphor!
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I love long, skinny poems with plenty of white space. Excellent presentation. I especially like these sections:
“stolen fingertips
touched daisy petals
with fingers that broke”
“eyes touching eyes,
soul falling into sinkhole,”
“bourbon in paper bag
chocolates melted in their
box,
flowers awkward now bare
stemmed those daisy petals”
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Lovely Seadog… scattered daisies and melted chocolate … I know those fractures that do not heal well ~ much love xo
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Beautiful metaphors in this poem…you’ve accomplished a lot in this nice tight write!
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“bandages of solace” is wonderful. there is such potent poignancy here. I love, LOVE your last 5 lines and the way you reel it back in to a restful swell and another day. great poem.
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when you got to ‘so it became easier…’ i wanted to say no…easy is not always the best…felt the emotions running through this one…
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True, some fractures don’t heal or take a long time to heal after a painful memory ~ I also like the melting into the day and just letting chocolates melt and flowers fall ~
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i meant souls of course…
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tight emotions in this…tells a complete stories with giving us glimpses into its sould..
yet she did not see herself
in these potraits…is my fav in here as it sums the feeling up for me..
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