Open Poetry #46 |
The air |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I won’t remember the air; it's a featureless entity silently hanging like a prayer when it's not disturbing my hair. It's the keeper of pure energy that neither can hold my hand nor walk me to paradise one beautiful step at a time. There are no separate parts like love/love me not petals on flowers prepared to be stripped down to the essential core. And though I stare like one enthralled I don't see the face of the one I adore nor the witch and the wizard of magic dressed and adorned as I once was. It's air, only air, featureless air, with a punch that keeps me aware when I breathe and again breathe in what it decides is befitting for me. And so of the air, that featureless air, I sacrificed so much to feel it really is now and forever will be a great disappointment to me! Helen / 8 December 2010 (Don’t ask me - I’m just the writer) |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
ok I won't ask...I'll tell...I like poems that make me look at things in a way I hadn't before. This is one of those. Enjoyed Lori |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Lori! |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Take a deep breath. Good. Now. Take another deep breath. That's air. You can't do that with water. Air is our friend. Just having fun, Helen, actually I liked your dissection of the invisible (except in Los Angeles) air. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Jerry. I reckon we can blame most things on the air - better than blaming ourselves I guess. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I won't ask. I'll simply breathe in your words. Alison |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Peculiar isn't it how that featureless air keeps one going all the same. I know you need a fresh breath of love filled air. Then I can see you skipping and running all the way to the South African Atlantic jumping up into the featureless air clicking your heels together shouting, "c'mon honey try and catch me! I'll treat you nice if you can!" Take care Helen I really enjoyed reading this, it's filled with lots of ambiguity. Eric ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Air is a need, like potable water. Spirit is Spirit, and matter is matter. |
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Prats Member
since 2010-12-16
Posts 74 |
lovely poem... enjoyed... When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile... :D |
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