Open Poetry #9 |
A Conversation Imagined |
Martie
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The Conversation Imagined He says he doesn’t see, not quite past that first strand of cobwebs that hide the corners, but he listens, his blue eyes full and I say again what I can only measure with a poet’s eye. I tell him that my heart yearns for more days, that I feel time next to me pushing me against myself and my skin feels so thin. He touches my arms, runs his finger down the blue vain and lingers in the curve inside my elbow, telling me he understands how this skin has changed and dew no longer clings but must be slathered on daily drenched but still it thirsts for intensive care, yes he sees that. But that is not it I say, that is only a layer that is tangible, I am hidden in here with all these years filled up and bloated with things that need to be mentioned because they sing to me and fill me to bursting. He cocks his head and turns away from my face that has become to open and I know it is easier for him to enrapture a flower and pull it into a statement that says how fragile time is but glorious now—don’t you see how glorious before the turning down of petal the falling crisp departure of leaf this is where I put my heart each day for I make happiness then watch it wither on some table, he says this with his hunched shoulders. And I understand how we each capture this golden vibrant life with a different grasp and as much as I want him to pierce my soul and see me naked and unadorned I also want to stay here pure and only me for I have not even ventured all the way and can only take tall truth in increments that fit my skin and even then I look at the bubble that bursts and think can this be mine? |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
O Martie, you've captured it perfectly, so perfectly... |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
We poor simple males - never totally comprehend what wonderfully complex our women are - thanks for this beautiful insight |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
one of the most well written pieces i have seen on these forums, to date. thank you for sharing this, Martie... it is REALLY excellent writing! ~ all you can really ever expect out of life is a sincere apology and some decent poetry ~ |
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Martie
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Sunshine--I'm glad I did...but what exactly...(kidding) Bill--Human beings are complex, not just women. So glad you found it insightful. Doreen--I am so pleased that you liked this...coming from someone whose poetry I admire greatly...it sure makes me smile. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
You wrote for me...again...smiles... this is just exquisite! Gonna take this one home with me, if ya don't mind... Love ya Martie...blessings. |
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Balladeer
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Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I am hidden in here with all these years filled up and bloated with things that need to be mentioned because they sing to me and fill me to bursting. Martie, I'm not sure I've ever seen a better description of the need to write. The entire poem is terrific! |
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Balladeer
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I am hidden in here with all these years filled up and bloated with things that need to be mentioned because they sing to me and fill me to bursting. Martie, I'm not sure I've ever seen a better description of the need to write. The entire poem is terrific! |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
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~Martie,...you,your words,this writing,...amazing! So well written here M. Really. Take care of you. *Peace. |
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Denise
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You certainly do have a way with words, Martie! This is wonderful! Denise |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
He says he doesn’t see, not quite past that first strand of cobwebs that hide the corners, but he listens, his blue eyes full and I say again what I can only measure with a poet’s eye. I tell him that my heart yearns for more days, that I feel time next to me pushing me against myself and my skin feels so thin. He touches my arms, runs his finger down the blue vain and lingers in the curve inside my elbow, telling me he understands how this skin has changed and dew no longer clings ======================== He cocks his head and turns away from my face that has become to open and I know it is easier for him to enrapture a flower and pull it into a statement that says how fragile time is but glorious now—don’t you see how glorious before the turning down of petal the falling crisp departure of leaf this is where I put my heart each day for I make happiness then watch it wither on some table, he says this with his hunched shoulders. And I understand how we each capture this golden vibrant life with a different grasp and as much as I want him to pierce my soul and see me naked and unadorned I also want to stay here pure and only me for I have not even ventured all the way and can only take tall truth in increments that fit my skin and even then I look at the bubble that bursts and think can this be mine? ======================= *let the worshiping begin* I truly dont begin to have the words to do this AMAZING poem justice..... I definately dont have the words at this time to tell you how this poem effects me I only know I wanna write like you when I grow up... i will "DITTO" and second the above comment.. this indeed it one of the best poems I've ever read. it is definately one of the most honest, sincere poems Ive ever read.. and the depth of self awareness and expression in it ... leave me in awe of you..once again. if ever a poem needs to be published this is one.... either way..its now engraved on my poetic skin..and heart you are a gift my friend... love ya me |
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Martie
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serenity--what a wonderful compliment for you to take this home with you...yes, please do. Balladeer--thanks for seeing the meaning in these words. spit Fire--thanks for the amazing and the peace. Denise--You are always so sweet with your replies...thank you. Janet--I have missed you, my dear friend...thank you for this exuberent reply.. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Martie, I am at loss for words yet compelled to tell you that I read your poem and I admire the quality of this write... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
okay....cowboy has read this one 4 times aleady and each time he finds more and more in it to praise about. Martie...this is your most exquisite piece to date. This one will go in my library, my personal file at home and in my mind forever. I am left in total shock as to the beauty of this piece. Just when I thought that you couldn't get any better and no one would ever outdo you...well then YOU come up with this. My fav.lines besides all of them but if I had to chose then these are those lines... He touches my arms, runs his finger down the blue vain and lingers in the curve inside my elbow, telling me he understands how this skin has changed and dew no longer clings but must be slathered on daily drenched but still it thirsts for intensive care, yes he sees that. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I see the longing and the reassurance needed in these lines and "feel" your need. |
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Martie
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Coco...thank you so much for stopping by and for letting me know you liked my poem. Mark--Oh, how I do appreciate this beautiful reply...thanks for pointing out your fav...hugs, my friend. |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Martie* I'm in awe of this piece...as I read it's as if everything stood still and I just fell in...seeing this scene unfolding and all these emotions tumbling over themselves...we are so very lucky to have you here!! This was exquisite work!!!! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ Beautiful ! 'And I understand how we each capture this golden vibrant life with a different grasp and as much as I want him to pierce my soul and see me naked and unadorned I also want to stay here pure and only me' And the new photo is stunning and oh, such a happy reflection ! Love ya' ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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