When I Die
When I die I want to achieve immortality
As in, the spaces between all your breaths
The time between the impulses sent to blink your eyelids
The mute partitions separating all your heart beats
Finger on your lips; all the things you left unsaid
All the tears that did not pool to fall down your cheeks
All the words you did not scrawl upon cards
The thoughts that never finished forming
The aborted brain impulses that short circuited
The emotions that never came to completeness
The stillborn ecstasies hidden in the nights blind depths
The syncopated pauses between the nerves and neurons firing
The Morse-coded cells of your body sending the song of your whole being
Into the deep womb of lost galaxies and forgotten time
Into the never expelled sigh that holds all your souls breathtaking loveliness.
What I never fail to do when I read your poems, is to get lost in them. The allure in your writing is amazing.
Sigh... just beautiful Patti...
Very Nice! Imagery and flow are superb as well as the word choice. Nice Job!
Epic! I find the "stillborn ecstasies" line especially powerful.
Something serious and true to core! Nice!
wow, Patti..this is one brilliant line after another...and that ending....wow!
"Stillborn ecstasies" Classic, classic and absolutely classic! I am glad to have found you on here. Pure pleasurable reading.
This never lets the attention wander for a moment - - it energises all the apprehension of the read into one great intensity.... a wonderful love song worthy of print. Fay
brilliant use of words I salute you