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Open Poetry #47

Confessions of the heart

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2011-04-04 11:51 AM

He took her hand underneath the passage
Underneath the carrot top building
That swayed with 7th avenue

I do love how much her heart seemed to bleed
When I yearned those words
From the top of my soul
To the bottom of such a long trail

That seemed to snake around the windows and the doors
With those locks of summer
Those blonde sins of desire

I do declare that my heart
CanÕt seem to ride the way a woman sees her breasts at night
How the self-conscious can creep
I do declare that my modest mouth
Will lead me to her earnest eyes

She sits with the poise of a city
Of the quiet lean of a sky-top
With the gravel polishing
Each point of its surrounding

I do confess
That sometimes
I was nothing more than a witness
A bystander

For she was so helpless
I do declare that
She was mine to lose
And for that I cry
As my tears flow with the willow wind.

easy1
Senior Member

since 2010-05-22

Posts 1209
Southeastern USA

1 posted 2011-04-04 01:39 PM

Good and poignant, this. A singular use of the word "locks", and I declare, if I may, that one can almost feel the willow windborne sticking to one's moist cheeks---albeit without physically crying---after reading your words here.

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

2 posted 2011-04-04 08:44 PM

Easy, your comments are taken to heart. Thanks so much for the support.

Cheers

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