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Open Poetry #49

In The Orient

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

0 posted 2014-01-22 03:46 AM

Rice paper doorways glow with the faintest light
Shadows playing to a chorus of throaty bamboo flutes

Time spent was happiest with her.

They called it war
I called it love

They said we would win
So I never lost

They ordered me to leave her
And I did

Afterwards, and still,
I feel her touch

I know that the heart really bleeds.
That it's not just a figment of love

I'd do it all again.

The fear,
The sounds of night exploding,

If I could hold her once more
...and die in love.

...just bein' Bluesy

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

1 posted 2014-01-22 06:50 AM

Bluesy, whilst I am so sorry for your sadness if this is non-fictional, I can’t help saying that this is probably the most beautiful love poem I have ever read. It is so empty of deadening clichés, so original, and so you and it is quivering with life and deep-seated emotions and ponderings from start to finish. I can still hear those bamboo flutes serenading you over the soft tick-tacking of my typing. Wow, wow and WOW!

Owl

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2014-01-22 08:29 AM

Touching. Very much so. That war. Our loss.

~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2015-10-06 11:45 PM

powerful writing...james

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