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Kaoru

Member Elite

since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

0 posted 2009-05-15 05:17 PM

Here you come
down with the rain..
I cannot bear the weight
of your words, they are
so alone in the moments,
like drifting echoes,
so careless
as to the ears they fall upon.
Never to experience the regret..

And my god, I held you so close,
as if I were the one who owned you.
I growled at wandering eyes,
and I touched, every now and then,
the night of your skin
only for you to speak the silence
and describe only ruin.
Saying that my fingertips
no longer felt like silk
and to never wonder of you again..

My head hung low as you slept, soundly,
though I pondered if you dreamed
of my heartbreak, of my disappointment,
and if you knew
that in your presence I felt like a child.
So small, and so weak, it was
so hard to make you hear..
And now, I realize, it was just that you
would refuse to listen
to even my weeping in your ear.

And now, no roses or gifts,
not even a kiss
could make this better, even though
I beg for it to..
Burning my knees in reflection,
not quite knowing what else I can do..
but to break you like you did me,
and let you,
your tongues language
frozen like my glass,
be alone in my wind..sweeping
your harvest hair into your eyes
so that you can no longer
see me
moving forward in my backwards feet.
Crawling across the hot sands,
like a snake in moaning ache.

What more could you want?
For there is nothing left to take,
and nothing more I can create, not even
forgiveness for your praying hands,
they will become
too tired
to hold on
anyway...
And it was a folly of your youth,
to believe you were immune,
and a weakness to believe,
I would not take the control from you.

Next time
you clench your fists so tight,
I will imagine you
frail like a web, easily destroyed
and like a ghost
I could blow you away with the chimes.

ctowen
Member Elite

since 2001-10-18

Posts 2286
Green Mountains of VT

1 posted 2009-05-15 06:07 PM

ache and hearts have there place.
not so much together
I hear church bells, sirens

most of all I here alarms ...
   it's hard to see and feel all possibilities
       when you think you have already found all that's right

                     ... time shares everything

Rex Allen McCoy
Member Elite

since 2000-01-30

Posts 2863
Sippin a Timmy's in London

2 posted 2009-05-15 06:09 PM

I don't think I'd like being on your bad side ... delightful read ... shouts with emotion

Rex

Osprey
Member

since 2009-04-12

Posts 249

3 posted 2009-05-15 06:20 PM

You are some writer; you truly are. But why do I wonder if you really are where you say you are?
Perhaps, because you still write of the subject with such passion.

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

4 posted 2009-05-15 07:31 PM

And my god, I held you so close,
as if I were the one who owned you.
I growled at wandering eyes,
and I touched, every now and then,
the night of your skin
only for you to speak the silence
and describe only ruin.

And then?

And it was a folly of your youth,
to believe you were immune,
and a weakness to believe,
I would not take the control from you.

and THEN?

and like a ghost
I could blow you away with the chimes.

* * *

I do so love a killer last line...and I have such a thing for wind chimes that they are all over my house. (Inside)

smile

You made me remember a hot night so still, that when I heard the tinkle of the chimes, I knew it was not a breeze, but a flying roach...

I shake my head and shudder.

You dig deep. And you are provocative. I love that.

viking_metal
Senior Member

since 2007-02-02

Posts 1337
In a Jeep, Minnesota.

5 posted 2009-05-15 09:54 PM

You make me sad.

Everyone deserves to be loved, even you.

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

6 posted 2009-05-15 10:04 PM

quote:
I growled at wandering eyes,
and I touched, every now and then,
the night of your skin

This, and several other lines, were
magnificent!

I'm so glad you're back! Not only to
entertain us, but to thrill us as well!

Alison

Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

7 posted 2009-05-16 01:42 AM

This is some writing. I feel like I am in one of those whirlpools, sucking in circles as I absorb each line and how they fit.

I am really liking your poems.

A

1slick_lady
Member Ascendant

since 2000-12-22

Posts 6088
standing on a shadow's lace

8 posted 2009-05-16 09:00 PM

"moving forward in my backwards feet"

my fav line

there are no words for me to describe your poetry
i don't feel that when i read you that i read you
i feel as if i live it with you

new pic too
way cool

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

9 posted 2009-05-19 11:39 AM

And now, I realize, it was just that you
would refuse to listen
to even my weeping in your ear.

This is so gripping... and the ending is fantastic... I do love your work!!!

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

10 posted 2009-05-22 10:28 PM

What an unbelievable ending!!!

You poetry is truly a rare and wonderful gift!!

Bloodline
Member

since 2009-05-23

Posts 236
Oklahoma

11 posted 2009-05-23 01:41 AM

Raw emotion with
smooth wording that
puts the reader in
the mood and touch,
lovely,

Bloodline

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

12 posted 2009-05-23 09:52 AM

It is the people that hurt others the most that are the weakest...

You have found that out and still weep for their loss.

Consoling the weak is not a crime..letting it destroy who you are, is.

and that is what I got from your words. Thank you.

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

13 posted 2009-05-23 12:12 PM

Wonderful write and if this is based on "real life" then I ditto Susan's words. Just feeling sad now at the thought of the process involved before being ... in control of the chimes.

Helen

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

14 posted 2009-05-23 12:38 PM

Meghan, your poetry is always rife with unique turns of phrases! ~ Chock full of them!

i.e.

"your tongues language
frozen like my glass,"

Gosh, girl! Yer goood!

Linda

pandonov
Member

since 2003-10-03

Posts 478
b/w conscience and insolence

15 posted 2009-05-23 02:05 PM

I have not been here, in this site, for many many months, but I guess something hit me today for a reason, a very good reason. nice work as always

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