Open Poetry #47 |
Blue Heart Sky |
Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
A bird flew out of horizon’s glare and perched, on top of the glow. I wish someone just once could help me, hold up the sun. My hands are too blistered to bear one more fleeting wish, alone. How come we can block out the sun with one finger, like god does when he gives us the murk, of eventide? And yet we can’t even bridle the in betweens of daybreaks elicit and languish dreams, that loiter too long in the hall of sightless, screams? A flower flew by and landed on your naked lap, I noticed it was a butterfly as I went to catch it, but it opened and closed it’s wings for a moment then melted, sweetly, right into you. Living, is easy. We don’t spend enough time though learning, how to die ungratefully. Tonight the wind, wore a hat reluctantly, as you stripped for me down to your breath, and moon colored bones as my eyes leaked winter for you, in the center of our exterior while the soot of brightness bathed us, in dry showers of shade and unheard secrets. I miss you so much my blood inside, is blue, as it waits to push against my skin into your’s. I’m so tired of this world of discreet and impossible, of reason and believable, of appropriate and obstacle, of afraid, and regrettable. Everytime I walk by the ocean the baptism behind my eyes yearns, to go home. I pick up a handful of earth, water, and wind, and, I listen. I harken to the the sob, of embodiment as I release and watch the granuales of senslessness, hugging the shore of pinkened sandcastles, filled with emptiness. As I also squeeze and feel the howling, of love and lament, the night you built our first fire, as you rubbed a long hard stick between your hands till your tinder box started to smolder and catch us, both in flames. You are my awaiting, spring. You fill my nose with voyage and give me the taste of seabreeze in my teeth. Its nice how in the beginning we had the ability, to wish. Hope is candy for the young, not for those ready to laugh and to demise. Please, don’t concern yourself with me too much, I am just a thought that never learned, to go away. I am a dried fantasy that drowns you, with moisture. I finally learned, I can’t have a utopia without a, you. I wish someone just once could help me, hold up the floor of heaven. A bird flew out of horizon’s glare and perched, on top of the glow. Fly sweet bluebird, wings of my heart, bring me the love that I lack. Carry the wind of the words in your song, soft on the sky, of your back. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, damn! Now I'm actually crying! I suppose that means it's a good poem but I don't want my remaining years to "pass with tears" - probably will anyway so I'll sign off as the cry baby! Now can we have what I asked for??? Helen |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Hhahaha... oh gosh Helen, you make me laugh so! To me that one was about, love, as well as, fondness. I'm sure something more suitable to your desire will come up soon. I really have no control over it, seriously Thanks as always! |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Its nice how in the beginning we had the ability, to wish. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Don't you love the awakening of spring, and the endless possibilites of a new love. The splendor is so fresh and the beauty of it all makes my heart soar. I miss that too, Richy~ hugs, you~ |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Ahh Bluesy, yes possibility is a beautiful thing isn't it? Glad your heart is soaring, funny, mine is as well. Have a Happy St. Paddy's Day! Big hugs for you too! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Richy "Carry the wind of the words in your song, soft on the sky, of your back." Just to lovely to be so heartbreaking. Hugs! |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Ohh Martie, thanks so much, your opinion will always mean so much to me! (((Giant hugs for you!))) |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
"I'm just a thought that never learned to go away." Great line, great poem. Ida |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
....There! It's saved and added to my trove of poetic treasures! Hot dang, Richy! You engaged every one of my senses ~ EVERY one of them! What an outstanding poet, ye be. It's a privilege to read your illustrious, captivating, all-consuming poetry. You have an amazing talent!!! Loveya! Linda |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Love ya too Linda... "hot dang" lol I miss that saying Thanks dear! Richard |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
This, Richard, leaves me speechless and I simply feel each word and am touched by the emotion and longing of your poetry. What can I say? Nothing. I am absorbing this. xoxoxo A |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Thank you Ida!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Alison, you are such a dearheart you know that? Come here and hug me, right now... (((MeAndYou))) Ahhh, much better, at least for the time being... I might have to come back for a re-hug later... |
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