reed song
I have wavered weakly, I have been bent between
Wanting to stroke you through your ribs
--Feeling what you feel and learning the
Steps on the stairs to your sky--
And wanting to close myself off
Into a cell both lost and vast
Circling the waist of
My own firmament.
(I am sorry I do not always pick up your calls.)
And so I deserve this loneliness that
Plays its tune through me
Lovelily and lovelessly
Like wind through a shrill
Thin reed
poeticpiers
she who hesitate is in danger of losing. The chance may not come again
she who hesitate is in danger of losing. The chance may not come again
Alison Cassidy
A woman's procrastination crafted with honesty and sensitivity. You share your dilemma without once resorting to a cliche! There is a freshness and a frankmess about your writing that touches deep. 'learning the steps on the stairs to your sky' and 'circling the waist of my own firmament' are mind-blowingly brilliant! Great poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A woman's procrastination crafted with honesty and sensitivity. You share your dilemma without once resorting to a cliche! There is a freshness and a frankmess about your writing that touches deep. 'learning the steps on the stairs to your sky' and 'circling the waist of my own firmament' are mind-blowingly brilliant! Great poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
erik99
(I think I prefer this version to the rewrite.) The last stanza is hauntingly sad, and I love "learning the / Steps on the stairs to your sky."
(I think I prefer this version to the rewrite.) The last stanza is hauntingly sad, and I love "learning the / Steps on the stairs to your sky."
seema chowdhury
interesting love poem . what a dilemma you are facing....
interesting love poem . what a dilemma you are facing....
poetic, yes i know but somehow that doesn't help. thank you all for reading and for great comments!